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ALEX
Isit in a chair in the corner of her bedroom, waiting patiently for her to come upstairs. I imagine she has to fill her friends in on things—something I have no idea if they already knew, but they sure as shit do now.
I smile, remembering the look on her face when I kissed her and walked out of the room. I can’t decide if she’ll come up here like a bat out of hell, or if she’s finally accepted what I told her earlier about what was going to happen tonight.
Finally, the soft click of her footsteps echoes up the stairs. I sink down into the chair a little lower, my hand resting on my bare stomach, my legs outstretched.
“Wasn’t sure if you were going to slap me again,” I say as she glances toward me once she enters the room. She kicks off her shoes, her blonde hair shimmering in the moonlight.
“I don’t have it in me to fight with you tonight,” she says as she reaches for the buttons on her blouse. “And I’m too tipsy to care.”
“How tipsy?”
“Enough to tell you we can’t keep doing this,” she huffs, unable to get the last button undone. She pulls the blouse over her head, tossing it onto the floor before reaching for the zipper on the back of her skirt.
“I thought we said we would talk about things. Now you’re just making decisions for both of us?” I don’t attempt to hide the frustration in my voice.
“Yeah, wearetalking about it now, aren’t we?” Her skirt slides down her legs into a puddle at her feet, which she steps out of. She’s in nothing but her lace bra and panties.
“No, you’re tipsy and we already discussed earlier what was going to happen tonight.”
“What’s the point?” Her arms flop by her side in a halfhearted attempt to gesture. “We both know this isn’t going anywhere. You’re jaded and I don’t trust anyone.”
I stand up, my cock already begging for attention at the sight of her body. Her eyes fall from mine down my bare chest to my low-slung pajama bottoms. She swallows.
“Is that what you think? That this isn’t going anywhere? Is that what you want?”
She stares at me, unblinking. “Isn’t that whatyouwant? Isn’t that your entire reputation?”
“It was,” I say softly. “I’ve never met a woman like you.” I lean in, planting kisses along her neck until I reach her earlobe, where I bite down. “But if you think I’m going to let you tell me that this is done, you don’t know me very well.” I pull back to look at her, her eyes now dark. “I know you want more, Juliette, so tell me. Tell me what you want.”
Her eyes search mine, her lips part, and she reaches up to slowly pull her bra strap down her arm. “I want you to fuck me.”
I grab her firmly behind the back of her neck, tugging her forward. “Earn it.”
“H-how?”
“Get the toy I bought for you.” She turns around and walks over to her bedside table, opening the drawer and pulling it out. She hands it to me.
“Good girl. Now, strip and sit on the end of your bed.” She finishes removing her bra, then swivels her hips back and forth a little as she tugs her panties down her thighs. “Sit,” I repeat, and she obeys.
I place the vibrator on the bed next to her as I slowly crouch down. I place a hand on either knee, pushing them apart so she’s spread wide in front of me. She gasps, her fingers gripping the comforter.
“Now,” I say, reaching for the vibrator and turning it on, to a low speed. “I want you to get this nice and wet for me.” I drag it up and down her folds, dipping the tip just inside her opening. I repeat it a few more times, her wetness gradually covering the toy. I stand up, handing it to her. She looks up at me, confused, as I walk back over to the chair and sink down. “I want to watch you fuck yourself. But don’t come.”
She picks up the toy, dragging it over each nipple and down between her thighs. Either the wine has allowed her to loosen up or she’s just completely lost in the moment, because she puts on a show. Her head lolls back to one side, her tits jutting out as she dips the toy into her pussy.
“That’s right, baby. Stuff yourself for me.”
“Ohhhh,” a porn-star-worthy moan falls from her lips as she begins to slide the toy in and out of herself. “Ohhh, yesss,” she groans, picking up the pace a little faster as she hits the button to increase the vibration.
“Don’t you dare come,” I say, reaching into my pajamas. I pull out my cock, a bead of precum already on the tip. I grip my shaft tightly, my eyes rolling back in my head as I have to force myself from coming already.
Juliette’s head falls back, her chest rising and falling rapidly as her thighs begin to shake. Then, before I can stop her, her body begins to convulse as an orgasm takes over her body.
“Don’t you d—” I jump up, knocking the toy from her hand, but it’s too late. Her fingers are rubbing her clit as she climaxes. I stare down at her, a look of pleasure on her face and not an ounce of regret. “You little slut.” My hand is around her throat as I pull her down to her knees. “Since you’re so greedy, open your fucking mouth.”
