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I brush my lips against hers, and she hungrily demands more, catching the back of my neck and pulling me to her with a daunting hunger, and as much as I want to take her and help her forget her the cruelties the world has visited on her, she has a lesson to learn.
To her surprise, I push her back, and she looks at me with widened eyes, like I deprived her of something she’s entitled to.
She’s not entitled to anything, not a goddamn thing, and she’s going to learn that right now.
“Charleigh?”
Ignoring my questions, she lunges at me, attempting to return to our kiss like her life depends on it.
I restrain her. Again.
“Listen to me, Charleigh.”
“What?” she snaps, going for the buttons on my shirt.
“Stop it,” I say gently, taking her wrists and holding them down at her sides.
She struggles to get out of my grip. “Fine. Whatever. I’ve had enough of this place today, with you guys selling my well-being to buy my silence. Go fuck yourself,” she hisses.
Now we’re getting somewhere.
She tries to get to her feet but is effectively immobilized by my holding her still.
“Get off,” she growls, pulling and struggling.
“Goddammit, Charleigh, sit down and shut up!” I yell.
This catches her by surprise and puts an end to her mini tantrum. She stops resisting and looks at me with curiosity.
“You’ve got to start listening to me. My brothers too, until you understand how things are done around here. You might not like everything you are told but believe me, each decision we make is made with a view to a bigger picture. You will get your revenge, and when you do, I hope it’s all you want and more. But until then, you are fucking things up not only for yourself but for my brothers and me. That’s not gonna work.”
The defiance in her eyes drains away, and she hangs her head. She’s tired. I know she is. Tired of always being on alert, and tired of living with so much hate.
Her posture softens before me and I’m pretty sure I’m looking at the old Charleigh, or at least some version of her. I take her and kiss her again, and this time it’s warm and intimate as opposed to greedy and demanding.
“Baby, I want you to suck my dick,” I say, opening my pants.
In fact, my dick has been hard since she attacked the second, and while she never should have done that, it was hot as fucking hell.
Not that I’ll tell her that.
She smiles at me knowingly and with confidence, so different from some weeks ago when she was practically afraid of a stiff cock, and didn’t know any more about sucking one than a nun. I hand her a pillow, which she places under her knees.
Once situated before me, she takes me in hand and strokes me a few times, gazing at me like she’s never seen my erection before. She rubs a thumb over my first drop of sticky precum and smears it around the head of my dick. With a glance at me, I nod as if to give her the go-ahead, and my cock disappears between her pretty lips, my erection cloaked by her warm, swirling tongue. I place one hand on her head and gently direct her rhythm to match my need to blow off some steam, and goddamn if she doesn’t perform like a champ.
Up and down she bobs, occasionally meeting my gaze like a sweet young thing hoping for approval. But because I’m an asshole, I don’t give it, I just indicate she keep going because my orgasm is more important than anything in the world at this moment.
My eruption takes her by surprise, filling her mouth until she sputters and coughs, and I swear to God, there is nothing like a beautiful woman on the end of your cock, licking it clean and enjoying every drop of your cum.
As soon as we’re put back together, I figure we ought to vacate Niko’s office, where we fled to get away from the second’s understandably murderous rage, and return to mine. When we get there, Dominika is elbow-deep in a bucket of soapy water, scrubbing the blood off my desk—Papa’s old desk—and the carpet below it.
I am so taken aback to see Dominika cleaning I nearly burst out laughing. But I’m sure she’s already in a pissy mood and making it worse would be a real dick move. I just got an amazing fucking blowjob and am feeling generous, so I say nothing.
Charleigh, apparently, doesn’t feel the same way.
“Yo, Dominika,” she calls.
Dominika looks in Charleigh’s direction and if looks could kill, my pretty girl would be laid out dead right there on the floor having taken her last breath just before she decided to antagonize the woman who must be one of the biggest bitches in history.
