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Fuck, her fire makes my cock rock hard. I want that. I want to make her come. I want to fight her for dominance. To have a woman under me who is strong enough to fight her urge to submit.
“Baby girl, you don’t know what kind of man you are playing with.” I grab both her wrists and pin them behind her back. “But if you want to find out, I can take you to my room right now.”
She laughs again, and it is infuriatingly sexy.
“I will make you mine and ruin you,” I promise.
“That’s what I am afraid of. That I will spend one night in your bed, and I’ll be so disappointed that it will just ruin sex for me forever.”
“We both know that isn’t what’s going to happen. I have made you come almost every night since you got here with just my words on a screen. Imagine what I can do when I have you under me, begging.”
“I think you are confused about who will be doing the begging.”
I let her hands go and lace my fingers in her hair, pull it back tight, just a little rough like I know she will love.
“I bet if I reach under that dress right now, I will find your pussy dripping wet for me. Wouldn’t I? I bet your body is already begging for my cock, and you are just too stubborn to give in to it.”
She brings her hand around again, and I am braced for another slap when instead she palms my cock and starts rubbing it.
“Looks like it’s not my body begging for release,” she teases. “Aww baby, is this from feeling up one breast?”
“No, it’s from that smart mouth and the way you fight me. I will make you give in to me,” I say, trying to keep my focus as her hand strokes up and down my cock.
“What if I want to give in just a little?” Her hands keep moving, and I will do anything for her. Anything.
“Name it,” I say.
“Let me feel your tongue,” she whispers.
And in a flash, I am on my knees moving her dress aside, so very thankful for that long slit. I don’t have the patience to tease her right now. I will save that for when I have her in my bed and I can take my time. With her panties yanked to the side, I put my mouth on her perfectly bare pussy. Licking and sucking at her clit then sliding my tongue inside her.
I can feel her shaking and the soft moans and whines she can’t hold in. I work her up hard and fast, knowing she needs this as much as I do. I wasn’t planning on fucking her on a patio with a few hundred people in the house, but if this is what my girl wants, this is what she will get. I’m tonguing her clit again, and her thighs are shaking. She is going to come soon, and I need it.
“Stop,” she gasps.
I keep going.
“I want to come on your cock. Please stop.”
Those are the magic words. I’m back on my feet in a second, and she pulls my face down to hers, tasting her wetness on my lips. Her hands scramble to get my cock out, then slide up and down my shaft. I don’t think I have ever been this hard.
She strokes me a few more times, and I growl, “Please baby, let me fuck you. Let me make you come on my cock. I’ll make it so fucking good for you.”
“Nah.” She pushes me back and straightens her dress. “But I do like hearing you beg for me.” She winks at me before sauntering back into the house, heading for the party, leaving me with painful blue balls and my jaw on the ground.
Chapter
Twenty
Paris
I had hoped to see more of Athena at the party last night, but Eros was hovering around her all night. Then they both disappeared for a while. I ended up getting way too drunk and sleeping in one of the spare rooms here, then waking with the worst hangover ever. Mrs. Medea, being the godsend that she is, gave me all the hangover cures, which is where I am now. Sitting on the patio with sunglasses shading my eyes, soaking up the sunlight with a vitamin water, a cup of Irish coffee for the hair of the dog that bit me, and the biggest, greasiest, most amazing-looking bacon-and-egg sandwich I have ever seen.
God, it is nice to have a staff who looks after you.
Athena comes and sits next to me with her coffee.
“You’re here early.” She takes a sip of her coffee.
“Never left.” I lean back in my chair, enjoying the warmth, but not the brightness of the sun.
“Get lucky?” she asks. I think that was meant to sound teasing, but it comes out a little harsh, and I have to bite back a smile. I think she’s jealous.
