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“Stop toying with me!” he cries out as I bring him to the edge only to move my mouth away from him, latching on to his balls instead, rolling them in my mouth.
“Beg.”
“Fuck you.”
Love it—the fire, the way he fights me. I’ve never been with someone so adamant that he hates it. It’s different, unique. It lights something within me that makes my dick harder than I’ve ever experienced.
I want to watch him break.
His sack pops out of my mouth, and I eye Diablo. His cheeks are stained red, his lips pursed. And right before me, his cock throbs angrily. Just like him. If he could shoot fire from it, he would. Scorch me.
“I hate you. I think you are useless, you can’t even do this right. You are just a big piece of meat. Is that why you’re here watching over me instead of with your family? You can’t follow through?”
Those words, they cut me. They make something pinch inside of my chest. It’s something true, something I’m not proud of.
I pull off of him and sit up, staring down at him from his side. I know what I must look like, puffy lips, spit-slicked cheeks. I don’t care.
“I got to you, didn’t I? There was truth in it.”
My hand wraps lightly around his neck, squeezing softly. “You know nothing about me.”
“And whose fault is that?”
My hand leaves him, and I place it on my thigh, clutching it so I don’t reach out for him again.
“Maybe we should stop. If you think I’m nothing better than a piece of meat maybe you can jack off into a nice juicy hamburger instead.”
“Fucking try it, asshole. Leave me hanging and you’ll regret it. I’ll roast you on a barbecue if you do. How do you like them hamburgers now, dickface?”
“What are you really going to do? You posture with your saws and you make idle threats, but you never actually follow through.”
His cheeks darken and I can see the orange in his eyes spark to life. I struck a nerve. A large one.
“I follow through.”
“Do you?”
“I did with Elio. I followed through.”
“You did and now you have a hit out on your head.”
He glances away, swallowing roughly before puffing out his cheeks. “At least I did what was right.”
“Was it though?”
“It was. He hurt Angel,” he says almost sadly.
I yank his boxers up, covering him and then move to untie him. Fuck me. I crossed the line again, and now I need to step back in my lane. I was drunk off of him and exhausted, but I am back in my right mind again. I really have to get some control. I can’t do this again.
“Goddammit, Skylar. You have to be kidding me.”
“We’re done,” I mutter.
He rolls his eyes as he rubs his wrists. “Fine. Whatever. That sucked anyways.”
I flop down on the bed and place my arm over my eyes, breathing deeply. My dick is half-mast now but ready to find something to get excited about again. And by something, I mean Diablo just breathing in my direction.
I listen intently, waiting for the slap of Diablo’s soles on the floor, moving into his room, but instead, I just feel the bed shift over and over. Peeking over, I see Diablo fluffing his pillow angrily.
