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I smack Camden's arm away and snarl, though I am secretly grateful. I don't know if I would have ever stopped, had he not pissed me off.
"Don't touch me."
"That's just the thing, princess. I will."
ChapterSix
I'm thoroughly amused. Out of courtesy, I attempt to hide it. I've never seen a woman so sad about jumping into bed with me. I'm a dick, but even I know I should try not to laugh at her right now.
She's crying. Too bad women's tears stopped having any effect whatsoever on me long ago. They're tools, weapons used to manipulate men. At least, they can be. I'm not sure Morgan's trying to sway me; she's done begging, resigned to her fate.
I stifle another chuckle. Herfate, like she's bound for the gallows rather than about to come all over my nine-inch cock.
That's when it hits me.
Shit.
I’m usually highly logical, but I didn't even consider the theory at first—because I don't know anyone anywhere around my age who'snotsexually active. Now it that crossed my mind, I’m almost sure I'm right.
"You're a virgin," I state, rather than asking the question.
The fear, the shyness, the tears. It all fits. A woman used to a good screwing would have taken my offer more readily, given the alternative. She might not be into shooting porn, but I don’t intend to spread it around and lose my leverage.
I’m not blind, I know what I look like, and I also remember that she noticed, back at Chase’s wedding. Fucking me shouldn’t be akin to torture. Yet she acted like it might.
Her glare morphs into shock, and her mouth falls open. "That's none of your business!"
I was right.
God, I'm going to hell, because even with that knowledge, I can’t change my plan.
And I don’t particularly want to.
"We're here," I say absentmindedly, slowing down as we approach the gated property. I open the entrance remotely and drive to the house, around the circular fountain in the courtyard. "How did you live for so long without having sex with anyone?"
"Not all of us are slaves to our hormones,” she grumbles, following me to the entry hall, just as one of the staff goes to park my car at the back.
I can tell she's embarrassed. "I'm genuinely curious. Surely, there were interested parties."
She's a far cry from ugly, and she isn’t even trying; she wears no make up, and baggy clothes too hot for the summer. If she tried a little, she’d have more attention than she’d know what to do with. Hell, I might have been one of the interested parties, had she revealed some of the fire I saw today.
“Hasn’t it occurred to you thatImight not have been interested? And as I said before, it's none of your business."
"Well, I'm kind of supposed to shove my dick up your cunt, if you recall, so it is."
"You're disgusting."
I lead the way into the house, grinning like an idiot, though my morals are rebelling against my desires and needs. I suppose even I have an angel on my shoulder. I just don’t listen to it much.
It's one thing to fuck Morgan under dubious yet consensual terms in order to restore the status quo. It's quite another to pop her cherry that way.
No one forgets their first. Mine was a drunk college girl in France when I was fifteen. I always looked older thanks to football practice, so no one bothered to card me when I went to a club. She rode me on the coat room floor. I can still remember everything about her, her face, her hair, the stench of cigarettes and cheap vodka on her lips.
Morgan isn't about to forget tonight, even if I were her hundredth cock. And she shouldn't. I’m teaching her a lesson she desperately needs to learn: actions have consequences. Especially the actions of a fly taking on a giant.
A sick part of me actually likes the idea of forever branding her mind—and body. She's right; I am one twisted fuck.
I need to have something on her—something that burns bright in her memory every time the thought of posting Juliet's video even crosses her mind. Getting fucked on camera would have achieved that, but in all honesty, I'm just not that much of a dick. I could make her blow me, but that's hardly equivalent to the kind of fuck fest she has up her sleeve.She might one day decide being exposed with her mouth around a cock is worth it, in the name of avenging her friend’s imagined slights. She seems like the kind of self-righteous idiot who might weigh the pros and cons and come to that self-sacrificing conclusion.
