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He pulls back to whisper against my mouth, “We’re exclusive, Daniella. No one touches you but me. Say it!”
I’m breathing heavily, staring at him, hazy with lust. “As long as you’re not touching anyone else,” I pant. “No one touches me but you.”
Christian chuckles darkly. “I look forward to fucking all that sass out of your mouth.”
“I’d like to see you try,” I state.
“Do you always have to have the last word?”
“Christian, focus,” I say, clapping my hands in front of his face. “You were about to fuck me.”
His eyes light up and there’s a gleam in them that causes me to swallow nervously. I’ve never been the shy type, but now, faced with the eventuality of the lust building around us, I can’t bear to look at him. My gaze drops down to the floor. Christian lets out a harsh breath. His thumb reaches to my chin, lifting my face up.
“Look at me, Daniella. Always look at me,” he orders softly.
His fingers tighten on my face and the look in his eyes turns turbulent when I grab a fistful of his hair and drag his mouth to mine, sliding my tongue between his lips. Christian hisses, lifting me up so I can wrap my legs around his hips. He presses my back against the wall and licks my lips. A fire starts to brew inside me, searing desire running through my body. I grind against him, desperate for more, unable to find the friction I need.
“You taste so devastating,tesoro. You taste like mine,” he whispers between kisses.
Something hot and fierce flashes in my chest. “I’m not yours,” I say stubbornly.
He laughs softly. “You’ll regret that.” He pulls back and I moan at the loss of his heat.
“What are you doing?” I demand harshly.
“What do you want me to be doing?”
“I already said it! I want you to fuck me! I want you to get me off.”
He tries to slide me down his body, but my legs tighten around him. I can feel how hard he is under the material of his pants, how much he wants me. I don’t care how much control he has; he won’t be able to walk away from this. And neither can I.
Christian leans over to whisper in my ear. “Beg for it, Daniella.”
I fight back a smile. If he thinks I’m going to submit so easily, then he doesn’t know me well at all.
“No,” I murmur, bringing my lips to his neck and sucking softly. I drag my lips to his, and after a second of kissing his tepid lips, he kisses me back, gliding his tongue against mine. An empty ache pulses between my legs as I grind against him.
He’s able to slide me back down to my feet, pressing his body against mine. My body grows taut when he pushes his leg between my knees, nudging them apart. Christian trails his fingers up my thigh in a lazy caress. My teeth sink into his bottom lip, lust and defiance waging a war inside me. I can see the promise in Christian’s eyes. The self-assuredness, the confidence. It’s irritating, but right now, I’m powerless to do anything about it.
His fingers brush against the drenched material of my panties. I grasp his shoulder, my nails digging into his back as he slides my underwear aside and rubs his thumb over my swollen clit. My body jerks, trembles running through me as Christian kisses me harder.
“You’re dripping all over my hand,tesoro,” Christian says, his voice rough and dark like sin. “Are you sure you’re not going to beg?”
I pant softly. “Go to hell.”
He slips a finger inside me and my eyes flutter shut of their own accord. The finger fills me, stretching me, stroking and curling, and just when I think I can’t handle the pressure, he adds another one. My body begins to tremble, and sweat beads on my forehead as I fight the urge to plead with him to go faster.
The pressure starts to increase. And then, everything stops.
My eyes fly open and meet his. He’s grinning, although there’s a transfixed expression in his eyes. His hand is still on my clit, teasing softly, but it’s nowhere near enough.
“You want more?” he asks, his fingers lightly pinching my clit.
My thighs clench around his hand.
“All you have to do is say it, baby,” he prods as he continues teasing me, lightly circling my clit. He gives and he takes and the movements threaten to drive me out of my mind. When he trails his hand from my clit down to the hole in my center, I gasp softly.
The words are coming out before I can stop them. “Please, Christian!” I moan.
