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Wrong answer, Peaches. “You live here.”

“Maybe I don’t want to.”

The fuck she doesn’t. My fingers flex, my nostrils flaring. I’ve had enough of this pissy attitude from her. Something happened last night, and I need to get to the bottom of what it was.

Naomi squeals as I close the distance between us in two steps, picking her up and slinging her over my shoulder, marching her into my bedroom.

“Viper! What are you doing? Put me down! You can’t just pick me up like this!”

The fuck, I can’t. Dumping Naomi on the bed, my chest heaves, and she glares at me. She’s distracted from her anger by my bedroom. She’s never been in here before. We usually fuck in her room. She looks around curiously. It’s not as neat as hers.

“What are we doing in here?”

I don’t blame her for being confused. I don’t fuck women in my bed. What can I say? I’m a gentleman who believes it’s better to leave a lady’s bed than kick her out of yours. Of course, that was before I met Peaches.

“You’re going to come until you lose the pissy attitude and tell me what the fuck is going on,” I growl, kicking the door shut and crossing to my closet, rifling through the drawers, looking for what I need.

“Maybe I don’t want to fuck,” she spits. My fingers close around the belt, and I turn with a smirk. Her eyes widen as they drop to the belt. A flash of fear crosses her face, but that’s not what I plan on doing with it.

“Who said anything about fucking?” I ask smoothly.

Grabbing her hand, I ignore her shocked squeal, using the belt to tie her hands together, attached to the metal bars of the bedhead.

“Viper? How is this going to make me come?”

“You’ll see.”

I grab two pairs of socks, tying them to secure her ankles against the footboard. Naomi squirms, half-heartedly protesting as her panties tear apart under my hands.

“Hey, you can’t just rip my underwear up!”

“I think you’ll find I just did, Peaches.”

Kneeling on the bed, I spread her knees, burying my face between her thighs. She still tastes sweet, like peaches.

Chapter 13

VIPER

My tongue swipes, curling around her clit and flicking it. Naomi bucks and writhes, her body convulsing as she comes for the third time. Her juices gush over my tongue as she moans, her head lolling back.

I lift my head, staring at her slack-jawed face. Finally, she looks down at me, more dazed than glaring. It’s an improvement, but I’m not sure it’s enough of one.

“Is your pissy attitude gone yet?”

“Mmmph,” she grunts, managing a half-hearted glare. I’ll take that as a ‘no’. I can work with that.

Lowering my head, my cheeks nudge her thighs apart again, my nose slicking through her soaking folds, my lips closing around her clit.

“Shit-ah!” she hisses as I suck hard on her oversensitized bud. “N-no. I c-an’t anym-more.”

Oh, but you can, Peaches. You can. I suck so hard on her clit that my cheeks hollow out.

“F-fuck. Shit-t!” Naomi gasps, straining against her bonds, almost completely lifting off the bed as she comes. Her body sags away from my mouth, her eyes struggling to stay open.

“How about now?”

A long panting breath leaves her. “Gone,” she sighs, slurring from tiredness.

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