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I’m desperate to make her beg.
Yet again, the creature inside me has been awakened and demands I take what I crave from her. My internal version of Mr. Hyde has me saying filthy things to her and calling her a dirty girl. Might as well make her beg and see if it compares to the heat of last night’s punishment blow job.
With her thighs pressed open, I dive in and rub my face all over the fabric. I breathe her in, inhaling her tangy scent and holding it deep in my lungs.
Fuck, she smells delicious.
Zeroing in on her seam, I drag the point of my nose up and down along her center. When I get to the top, I wriggle my nose in deeper, aiming for her clit. I know I hit the target once she moans and bucks her hips.
The sound goes straight to my cock, making it throb with need.
She grabs a handful of my hair, tugging it gently at first, then harder and rougher while she bucks up again, dragging her core across my face.
I open my mouth and exhale a wave of hot air over the fabric covering her needy pussy.
She whimpers, “I need to feel you.” She lets go of me to tug down her bottoms.
I shake my head, grabbing her wrists to halt her progress. Instead, I move our joined hands to the interior of her spread thighs so she’s inadvertently helping me keep her at my mercy.
“Please, Cal. Take them off me.”
Ignoring her desperate pleas, I clamp down on her tenderly, nipping and tugging at her clit through the material of her shorts.
She begs again, louder this time. “Please, Cal. Touch me.”
I meet her gaze over the rise and fall of her breasts. “Not yet.”
She harrumphs, flopping her head flat against the bed with a thump. Her annoyance only makes me want to tease her more.
I had no idea how hot it could be to be an asshole in the bedroom.
Unfortunately, I don’t have any other words to describe this behavior. I’m sure there are some terms for this, but it’s the complete opposite of how I’ve ever been before. And of how I was our first night.
But she’s totally into it.
Despite the begging, she likes being at my mercy. It’s written all over her beautiful face. It’s there in the glimmer in her eyes, the nibble of her lip, and the flutter of her lashes.
For the next several minutes, I tease her through the paper-thin fabric, running my nose and mouth along the damp apex of her thighs.
“You want more?” I ask before digging my chin into her folds, hitting her clit.
Her mewls and breathy pants drive me mad with desire, so I wiggle my chin back and forth. Anything to keep those heavenly sounds falling from her lips.
“Yes. I want more, Cal.”
“What do you want?”
“I want you.”
“To do what? Tell me what you need, Mia.”
“I want you to strip me naked and bury your face in my pussy.”
A wicked grin tugs at the edges of my mouth. “You only want my face in your pussy? That’s all?”
“No.”
“What else do you want me to do to it?”
