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Ares looked up. “What’s that lip for?” he asked, sliding his phone away from us and exploring my new mood.
I haughtily sniffed and adjusted my pout while I internally battled with myself. I wanted him to fuck me like he had in Salsation’s bathroom, despite explicitly pointing out how it felt like he’d used me. That’s why.
I groaned, and settled my forehead against his chest. “It’s so hard.”
“What is?” He brushed my hair, planting a kiss on the crown of my head. “My dick certainly is, but I’m ninety-nine percent sure you’re not referring to that.”
I wanted to laugh, but I rolled my eyes, annoyed with myself when I confessed, “Keeping my hands to myself when you’re around.”
He chuckled and gyrated his hips, meeting my pussy with his hard cock that needed to get inside me as soon as possible. “Do you feel that?”
I sighed, content. “How could I miss that?”
He did it again, emanating fire through my body. “Tell me you want it.”
“Do I have to?” My fingers delicately popped the buttons of his jeans.
He lifted one brow. “How can I tell you want this when you don’t ask?”
I slanted my head back. “I think you’re delusional for wanting to turn the roles in our relationship.”
“Relationship,” he said the word so slowly, trying each syllable on his tongue. “Now that’s a word.”
It definitely was. One I had no time to deflect on right now.
His hips jolted when I pulled his pants down and plunged my hand into his boxers, fisting the velvety skin around his steel shaft.
“Shit, Dita. Don’t do that.” He squeaked, trying to make me stop. “I’d fuck you, tear your cunt apart with just my cock but shit, D, you’re ruining my plans.”
“What plans?” I placed my hands behind me, frustrated he prepped my body with just one sentence and denied me so easily a mere second later. “What’s better than my hand in your pants?”
“At this point? I have no fucking clue. But you have to let me go,” he said, ragged breaths pained.
Uh-huh. Not happening.
Way too pleased with how his body responded, I continued. I pumped him a couple of times, watching his contorted face and blazing eyes follow the movement of my hand. His hips found a matching rhythm.
I was pleased with myself when he gripped the edge of the counter on each side of my legs and tilted his head back with eyes closed.
The groan he let out was linear to my pussy, sending purrs of satisfaction there. “That’s it. Work me, just like that.”
Thumbing his crown, I spread a bead of arousal, but it wasn’t enough to ease my grip around his cock. So, I bend forward to drop a squirt of spit onto it, knowing he liked when I did that, and mixed it with his pre-cum.
It was only a hand job, but I loved the way he shook on his legs, how the vein popped out of his forehead and the tight grit of his teeth.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” He smacked a hand over his face and wove his fingers into his hair before he concluded that he was close to emptying himself onto my shirt.
Ares pulled the fabric over my chest to expose my bare stomach. I leaned back, giving him enough space to mark me. This position pushed out my bust and see-through bra. He zoomed in on those, the desperation big when he lowered the cup and thumbed one of my hard and aching nipples.
“Naughty, naughty little stepsis.”
My chest heaved on its own accord when he called me that. It was still a little taboo but made me so, so wet.
“Yes, Ares,” I whimpered, desperately wishing he was inside me.
He then came instantly, locking his knees, pinching my breast in his large hand, bordering on painful. The strangled noise came from deep within his throat while spurts of cum landed onto my stomach.
“Yes!” I gasped, reveling in the warmth of his seed, only to ignite even further when he fully engaged us in a kiss. Consuming me with strokes of his tongue, plunging inside of me while he vibrated under my touch.
