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She cried out, and I yanked on her underwear one more time before releasing it. “You’re soaked, aren’t you?”
She nodded. “Mmhmm.”
“Mmhmm,” I repeated, finally pushing her pants down to the floor, her thin, wet panties immediately following, and I stood back to admire her. Without her heels, she was a few inches shorter than me and had to tilt her chin up to meet my eyes. I offered her a half smile. “Look at you, all flushed. Almost as if you like this. Likeme.”
She didn’t answer, so I twisted her nipple, earning a moan and an even deeper blush, though she still didn’t admit it.
But I’d get her to.
Drifting my hands over the lines of her muscled thighs from all that running, up over her hips to her flat stomach, I traced the indentations there. “So strong.” I moved my palms to her shoulders and traced the slope of her biceps to the crook of her elbows and her forearms, to where I finally gripped her wrists, holding them above her head against the wall. I stared down the length of her body, arching toward me. “So stubborn.”
I dragged my tongue up her neck and sucked hard on the skin below her ear, making sure to leave a mark. Her hair would cover it, but even if it wouldn’t, I didn’t think she cared from the way she writhed in my hold. “Open your mouth,” I instructed, and I stuck my index and middle fingers in, dragging them along her tongue. “Suck.”
She closed her lips around my fingers, and my dick swelled at the wet heat and suction, sure that once she put her mouth on me, it would be my end. But at least I’d go to my death happy.
She swirled her tongue, her eyes never leaving mine, and I pulled my fingers out with a pop then dragged them down her chin and throat, leaving a wet trail to her nipple. I pinched and pulled on it as I bent to suck the other into my mouth until her breathing stuttered. “Have something to say?”
She shook her head. “No.”
When I lifted my fingers up in front of her face again, I didn’t have to ask, and she immediately sucked them into her mouth, this time dragging her lips up and down. “You’re good at this. I think maybe you want something else stuffed in your mouth.” Her teeth grazed the pads of my fingers in answer, and I ground my cock against her hip. “But not yet. Not until you’re begging.”
She released my fingers from her mouth, her brow raised in a challenge. “I don’t beg.”
“That’s what you think now.” Without warning, I spanked her pussy, the soft crack of her skin releasing a beast inside me. “Spread your legs.” She didn’t even try to argue, and I smacked her again, my wet fingers meeting her flesh with a possessive clap, and she shuddered. I skimmed my nose over her cheekbone. “Not so tough without your black clothes and heels.” I spanked her again, this time lower, directly between her thighs, and she gasped, her skin breaking out in goose bumps. “That armor you put on every day won’t save you from me.” Another smack. “You want it rough. I’ll give it to you rough.”
I parted her with my fingers, sliding through her red and swollen pussy with ease, her arousal coating even the tops of her thighs. I dipped my fingers inside her then dragged them up to her clit, and she whimpered yet still didn’t say anything, so I pulled my hand away from her and spun us both around to face the mirror.
“Hands on the counter,” I instructed, kicking her feet wide as I held on to her throat with my left hand, squeezing ever so slightly. Her mouth was open, dark eyes bright and pleading. She tipped her ass up, pushing back against me. So wanton. I leaned into her, my hard length settling against her backside. “Look at yourself. Look at how you’re breathing, you can barely stand it.”
I roughly handled one of her breasts and then the other, biting her shoulder, and she moaned. Peering over her shoulder, I noted her white-knuckled grip on the counter, so I doubled down, biting and sucking on her neck while I alternately worked her nipples until she was grinding back against me. “So fucking desperate. Tell me you like this. That you want to come.”
I slid my hand down her stomach and parted her swollen flesh with my fingers, though I did nothing but simply hold her hot, wet pussy open. Her teeth bit into her bottom lip, keeping quiet. “So fucking stubborn.”
Releasing my hand from her throat, I gently slapped the side of her breast, and she jerked. “Oh god.”
“That’s more like it.”
“You’re such a prick.” She breathed out a laugh, bending farther toward the sink when I pinched her nipple, while I kept my other hand frozen on her. I was positive the cool air against her wetness was torturous. Good.
“One word, and I’ll help you out. I’m sure you’re aching. I’ll take it away. All you have to do is say please.”
She briefly dropped her chin, so I plunged my fingers into her sweet heat, and she let out a groan, her eyelids flying open to meet my gaze in the reflection of the mirror, but just as she rolled her hips, I removed my fingers, lightly teasing her clit. She curled her hand into a fist and thumped the counter.
“One word, Novak.” I dragged my wet fingers between her breasts and circled one of her nipples. “One itty-bitty word.”
“If that was some double entendre about the size of my tits, I don’t appreciate it.”
I hummed, kissing across her shoulder blade to the other side of her neck, then palmed one of her breasts. “These tits? They’re perfect.”
“I also don’t appreciate lying.”
I flicked her nipple. “Me either. So stop pretending you don’t want this, don’t wantme, and give in.”
I didn’t know why it was so important for me to hear how much she wanted me, but I craved it as much as I craved her body, feeling her shiver, hearing her whimper. I couldn’t be the only one fucking dying inside. If I was going down, I was taking her with me.
Gripping her hair, I tipped her head back so she was staring up at the ceiling as I slapped her clit. She moaned, and I circled my fingers over the tiny bud, listening to how she gasped for breath, her pulse slamming under her skin against my tongue. She was cracking, her knees starting to give out, and I plunged my fingers back into her over and over, the sound of her wetness utterly crude and perfect to my ears. But as I felt her starting to tiptoe over the edge, I pulled out of her and cupped her pussy.
“Oh, come on,” she whimpered, and I let go of her hair to wrap my arm around her shoulders, leaning her back against me so we stared at each other in the mirror. With her legs splayed wide open, one of my hands between them, and my forearm across her body, she was mine.
