Page 21 of Hate Me


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Finn’s jaw grinds, his abs flexing, and he twitches with each stroke. “So. Fucking. Good.” He growls as he comes all over my hand. Mira gasps, clearly turned on. He leans back against the desk as the hot liquid drips down my fist.

I rip my hand off, disgusted with him, with her, and especially with myself. I go to wipe my hand, but Finn’s hand snatched my wrist, holding it in front of my face.

“Lick it up. Clean that pretty ring, princess. Make itsparkle,”he drawls, and my spine goes rigid as my lips draw into a tight line.

“Fuck. No.” I growl back.

“If you don’t do what I ask, I won’t do what you ask.” He pushes my hand closer to my mouth, and I pull my head back. My eyes bounce between Finn’s and Mira’s who looks like she’s nearly salivating. It’s obvious she feels something for him, the way her pupils blow wide, and she looks hungrily at his pearly cum coating my hand.

She can have him for all I care…which doesn’t explain why it gives me a wicked ping of gratification to lick him off my fingers while looking her dead in the eyes. Her lips part when I suck my ring finger into my mouth.

Our weird, jealous showdown ends when Finn reaches out for my chin and tips it up with two fingers. “She makes such a pretty pet.” I purse my lips, and he holds out his hand for me to spit the cleaned ring into his palm. He holds it up approvingly, letting the light catch on the finely cut edges. “That’s my good girl.”

Mira leans across the desk and whispers in his ear, “She’d look even prettier on her knees.”

I hope he doesn’t see the inexplicable jealousy in my eyes. I hope he doesn’t see the thrill simmering low in my stomach at being watched, even when—or especially when—the stakes are so high. I tear my gaze away from his before it gives me away and instead turn to Mira, “Funny. I thinkhe’dlook much better on his.”

I lick my bottom lip and part my thighs, my heart thudding heavy in my ribcage. I hold my breath in shock and anticipation when Finn grins and drops to his knees. Pleasure flies up my spine at the sight of him on the floor, between my legs.

I let my skirt hike up to my hips as I drape a leg over each armrest. “Go ahead,pet.”

Finn’s eyes darken, like sinking to the bottom of a deep, frigid lake. Without words, I know exactly what he’s telling me as he slides his rough palms up my inner thighs.Watch it, princess.

I know I’m playing with fire talking to him like this, especially in front of his inferior. But I can’t help myself. I can’t help the devil on my shoulder that always grows louder when I’m around him. And he knows it.

I wouldn’t be surprised if he pushes me, not for his own gain, but just to spite me, to make me even madder with myself in the morning. He’s playing along now for the same reason he used pleasure to force information out of me. It’s psychological warfare. He doesn’t need to break me down himself, because he knows I’ll do it all on my own.

This realization infuriates me. Even if this ends now, he’s won again. He’s compromised me.Again.

Well, if he’s already won, I might as well get an orgasm out of losing.

Mira teeters backward on her staggering heels, trying to excuse herself. I don’t know what compels me, but I find myself ordering her to stay.

My skin lights on fire, both under her gaze and under his touch. He slowly drags his hands up my thighs and then makes me yelp when he rips my panties in half with a sharp tug.

“I’m keeping these too.” He tucks them into his pocket with a wicked grin. “Look at that wet fucking cunt.” His low timber has shivers running up my arms which turn into a full body shudder when he drags his wide tongue firmly up my slit.

“So fucking sweet, princess,” he moans and wraps his hands around my ass to yank me to the edge of the seat. I get a small pinch of glee when I notice Mira’s lip twitch at his pet name.

I intertwine my fingers into his hair as he works me with his sinful tongue. He sucks on my clit and makes heavy, steady strokes. A mewl spills from my lips, and he doubles down on his movements. His fingers dig into my skin while he traces perfect circles around my clit. The next time he applies direct pressure to my clit, he slips two thick fingers into me, and I buck against his palm.

He’s too fucking good at this.

Pleasure makes my toes curl and heat coils up my legs and around my spine. I dig my stilettos into his back and the way his lathing increases in fervor I’m not the only one who enjoys a little bit of pain.

“Fuhh—” I bite my tongue as my pussy throbs, my orgasm building into a delicious tension. I throw my gaze to Mira’s as my breathing quickens and he brings me closer and closer to the edge. I claw at Finn’s scalp, tugging on his hair as I am pushed violently over into spiraling bliss.

“Fuh-Fuckk,”I cry, fighting the urge to squeeze my eyes closed as the pleasure rolls over me so that I can keep them locked on Mira’s.

She swallows hard, wringing her hands in front of her and her cheeks burn a brilliant red. But not in a turned-on way, in an embarrassed way, and I can’t deny that I enjoy that fact more than a little. Maybe I’m more ruthless than I’ve given myself credit for.

Finn sits back on his heels and licks his lip with a devilish smile up at me. I keep my returning gaze cold, not wanting him to know how hot he made me. How he lit me on fucking flame. I turn that same cold gaze back to Mira and say, “You can go now.”

As she leaves, Finn uses my skirt to wipe his mouth before rising. He brushes his knuckles against my cheek. “Such a feisty little plaything.”

He turns around and opens a laptop on the desk. I push out the chair to watch over his shoulder, ignoring the way my legs wobble slightly. After getting through several security measures, he pulls up a folder of dozens of media files.

I gasp when I realize the extent of it.

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