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“Do it,” I provoked, watching him as I craned my neck. The opportunity was served to him on a platter. “Cut me short.”
Ares looked down at me, then at his fingers that held all the power, and landed back onto my eyes. “What if I did?”
I was stupidly brave. He could crush me like an ant underneath the soles of his Nikes. But the way he’d react to this, I would know whether I had to truly fear him or not. “Find out.”
He pushed the pad of his thumb deeper. The pressure on my windpipe was uncomfortable, but solely a shallow threat. He kept stroking my skin there. His silver eyes blazed, the spitting licks of fire radiating onto me through his fingertips.
Ares spread warmth all over. Not the clammy kind, but the kind that made your heart skip out of your chest.
“Stop looking at me like that,” he rasped, stepping forward and making me crane my neck.
I gulped, and breathily asked, “Like what?”
“Like you want my fingers in your panties again.” The gravel in his voice erupted sparks in my belly. I watched his hand move down to adjust the front of his pants.
My eyes flew to his crotch. Was he…hard? There was seriously something wrong with us.
“Well, you look like—”
Smirking as he leveled his mouth with mine, he challenged, “Like what? Say it, prude. You don’t want me to show you, do you?”
I shivered. That low, dark promise in his question was clawing at my skin. Like strumming an invisible wire connected to my pussy.
“Like you want my mouth around your...” Ares’ brows rose, challenging me to finish the sentence. I thought about how Cary urged me to say it. I really was acting like a scared little dove. Around Ares, I shouldn’t be. “Cock.”
The corners of his mouth tipped up while he turned us around and walked us toward his bed. When the back of my knees hit the frame, he made me sit down and stepped right in between my knees. He cupped the back of my head and leveled his erection at my chin, leaving me with a hot reverberation on my lips and a hungry pull between my thighs.
He ran his hand to the top of my head, weaving his hands into the brown strands. Fisting it, he tilted my head, painfully pulling at the roots.
The small smile on his face didn’t reach his eyes when my chin brushed his belt buckle, which made it intimidating and dark.
“For a second, I thought you were going to choke on it.”
“Never,” I squeaked.
Volts and innuendos.
I turned my eyes up to the ceiling, training them away from the bulge in Ares’s jeans, and willed the flutters in my belly away.
I wasn’t thinking about my lips around him.
I wasn’t thinking about my lips around him.
I wasn’t thinking about my lips around him.
“We’ll see about that,” he not so cryptically retorted, and scrunched down to investigate his sticky bodily fluids. “What the hell were you doing with a bottle of lube and these tissues?”
“Oh, I don’t know?” I whipped my head around and sassed, “Ordered it online and decided it would serve well as a facial mask?” Then pointed out why I’d found it in the first place. “It’s yours!”
His lips twitched, and there was a twinkle in his eyes that I thought was impossible for him to achieve. Was he suppressing a smile? Ares? The evil son of a rock god?
“Mine? What’re you doing with my cum, Double D?”
“Not your— Well, it is. But why don’t you throw it away? You’re disgusting!”
“Oh, I am. Shame it isn’t your business, huh?” He said, throwing my own words back. “Unless, you want to make it yours.”
He stepped back, pulling me upward and getting right in my face again. He took my chin between his thumb and forefinger, tilting it up as harshly as he pulled it to his lips, making me stand uncomfortably on my toes. His warm breath mingled with mine. And when I almost lost balance, I fisted his shirt. His entire body went rigid, while his other hand curled around my waist.
