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He laughed. “How do you think they’d react if they saw you like this? Do you think they’d be surprised? Shocked? They would be, but deep down, underneath it all, they’d know they were finally seeing the truth about you.”
“I hate you,” I sputtered. “Why are you saying this?”
“Look at you.” His voice dripped condescension. Bringing up my family was like tossing a bucket of ice water over my body. But his fingers kept moving, teasing my swollen pussy, coaxing my pleasure into flame again. “You’re all wound up about your sister. You believe the bullshit that she’s better. I bet if she saw you right now, she’d love to trade places with you.”
A shockwave broke over me. “What?”
Slaps sliced through the pleasure. “Come on. Your sweet, prissy, perfect sister would love to be pinned to a guy’s lap while he spanked her and fingered her tight little ass and cunt. She’d probably beg to come sooner than you would.”
“Don’t talk about my sister like that.”
“Why not? She’s a girl just like you, not some goddess.”
“She’s waiting for her wedding night,” I muttered. “Which is fine, it’s great, but—”
“But?” he prompted, caressing my back. A soft blow of breath across my skin encouraged me to go on.
This was one of the things I craved most about being with Patrick. My helpless desire to tell him things. To reveal the secrets I didn’t share with anyone else.
“My family’s always held that over my head. She’s waiting. I’m not. My mom found condoms in my room when I was in high school and she called me a slut.” Anger welled up in me again. “She—”
A smack stung my ass. “She was right.”
“Fuck you, Patrick.” I tried to bolt up from his lap, but he held me down. I was shuddering, shaking, creaming all over his hand.
“She was so right, Christina. She just didn’t know how right she was. You’re a pure and total slut. In every way.” I kicked, my ass fluttering around his thumb. My pussy was a river of juices. “They’ve been right about you all along.”
I should stop him. But I didn’t give a fuck about ‘should’ right now. I wanted to hear every last thing he had to say, find out how far he’d push me.
My fingers found my clit. When I stroked it, my pussy clutched his fingers, beyond aroused. Patrick gripped the flesh of my ass, his cock hard as stone against my hip.
“Yeah, baby.” His voice dripped sex. “Touch yourself.”
“I hate you so much,” I whispered.
His fingers moved faster as he soothed my burning skin. “Let’s talk about your sister some more. If she were in here right now,” he said, his voice cool and deliberate, “do you think I would look at her?”
“Of course you would. Everyone does.”
“I wouldn’t.”
“You’re a liar.”
A hard smack rained down on my ass, and I cried out. “You think everyone wants her, don’t you? She could be in here — naked,begging— and I wouldn’t look her way. Not once. And you’dstillbelieve she was better than you.”
“Patrick—”
“I wouldn’t look at her. Not ever, and definitely not when you’re here, so cute on my lap, all sweet and girly, spilling out of your uniform with your pussy on fire and your body desperate for what I can give you.”
“Don’t,” I whimpered. My fingers frantically worked my clit, a blush staining my face.
“Not just desperate.” Patrick continued coolly, relentlessly. “Greedy.So she’d have to watch while I fucked you, because you couldn’t wait. She’d be so turned on and pissed off.”
“Shut up, Patrick.”
“You don’t like it? You can stop me any time, Christina. You know that. All it takes is one word.”
Silence hung. Our fingers went motionless.
