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“You…asshole,” she panted, her eyes flashing. “I told you we can’t do this anymore. What do you not under—”
A whimper evaded her throat when I tugged her naked body close and brushed my lips against her ear. She panted harder, gasping when my free hand slipped between her thighs and found her swollen clit.
“I’ve had a very,verybad week,” I growled darkly. Her body shook harder as I began teasing her clit with my fingers. “So, here’s what’s gonna happen. You’re gonna shut that perfect, sexy little mouth of yours and get on the bed. Then you’re gonna choke on my cock like the good fucking girl you are. Right, Kitten?”
She swallowed hard. Her throat bobbed against my hand. When she didn’t answer, I dipped two fingers in her drenched heat. My thumb met her clit and rubbed in deep, steady circles.
“Fuck!” Her head lolled to the side in ecstasy. I picked up the tempo, working her swollen bundle while my soaked fingers drilled against her G-spot. Soon her body began to shake, signaling to me her orgasm was near.
“Not so fast, baby.” I pulled my hand away, earning a desperate cry and a hardyfuck youbetween pilfered breaths. “Get on the bed.Now.”
I released her throat. With shaking legs, Samara submitted. She undid my buttons and within seconds I was burying myself deep down her mouth.
“That’s it baby,” I purred, staring down at her in awe as I throat fucked her fast and hard. “Tell me you love it. Tell me how much you love how I fuck your throat.” She moaned out her response, her cheeks stained red from lack of oxygen. “That’s my good girl. Fuck you’re so beautiful. Take it baby. Choke for me.”
I grabbed the back of her damp hair, holding her in place so she couldn’t break away from me. Tears dotted her eyes. Spit trailed down her chin the faster I fucked her face.
Her hands slapped at my thighs, her way of telling me she needed air. Slowly I eased my speed and pulled out of her hot, overly-salivated mouth.
“Fu-fuck y-you,” her shaky voice rasped out, the corners of her eyes tightening into a glare as she wiped a hand across her mouth.
“Fuckyou?”
I caressed the back of her head again, cocking my head a fraction to the side as I wildly stared down at her.
“Oh Kitten, I intend to.”
Chapter 11
Samara
“Fuckmylife,”Igrumbled at around noon the next day, waking up to find Jace’s naked body curled up tightly to mine. He was snoring away, his mouth open wide. The harsh, sour odor of stale liquor oozed off of him, making my nose wriggle.
Fucking idiot.
Or more like I was the real idiot here.
I scoffed at myself and quietly slid out of bed, ensuring not to wake him.What the fuck were you thinking?I asked myself as I tip-toed around the bed in a hunt for my duffels, eager to dress quickly so I could get the fuck out of here.
How could you just give in and…
I stopped my thoughts there, already knowing the answer, though I refused to entertain it. It was just sex. We both had a shitty week and needed the release. That was it. Or at least that’s what I kept telling myself as I finished slipping on my VANS and fled right out the door with my bags in both hands.
We couldn’t keep this up forever. We kept ourselves under the radar for almost a solid two months now, but at any moment the bomb could drop on the both of us. We lucked out with Finn. But even I knew that everyone’s luck ran out eventually. Nobody else could find out, let alone see us alone together in the same room, or anywhere for that matter. The best and safest thing I could do for us now was leave and head back to the academy.
The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and a segment of giggles invaded my senses when I reached the front door. I dropped my bags, smirking when I turned and found Ginger and Finn both standing in the kitchen, grinning at me.
“Good afternoon,” Ginger beamed at me with waggled brows. Her fiery red curls were tossed up in a high bun. A strand fell across her forehead. She swiped it away, her grin faltering as she eyed over my bags by the door. “Wait, where are you going?”
“I need Finn to take me back to the academy.”
“What, why?” She disappeared behind the wall, trudging into the living room a moment later. “I thought you aren’t due back until tomorrow?”
“That’s right,” I nodded, my body shaking as I glanced back to the spare bedroom. “But I need to get out of here. I-I want to go back to the academy.”
“You’re supposed to work center stage tonight,” Ginger argued with a hand to her hip, her brows furrowed. “It’s Saturday. Damien will kill you if you don’t—”
“I know that,” I rushed to reply, “which is why I need Finn to give me a ride to the club first so that I can speak to Damien myself.”
