Page 77 of Trust Me


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“You have to watch the movie.”

He scowls and tightens his hands on my ass, squeezing it.

“Riley, if you don’t—”

“You cannot disappoint my niece like this. What if she quizzes you the next time you talk with her? She’ll expect you to have watched it.”

He leans back against the couch, and I can’t help but think of a king on his throne. His hands are still firmly planted on my ass.

“You want me to watch the movie?”

I nod, thinking I’m making progress.

“Fine.” He runs his pointer finger along the seam of my panty. “I’ll watch it,” he says, seductively. I know there’s going to be a catch. “While you ride me.”

There’s a ripping sound, and I gasp upon realizing he’s torn my underwear.

“You son of a … those were new.”

He gives me a half smile. “I’ll buy you more.”

He doesn’t waste time sparing an ounce of guilt for destroying my panties. Kyle guides my hands to his belt buckle.

“Take me out.” He lifts the remote and presses the play button.

“You want me to screw you while we watch a damn musical.”

“I’mgoing to watch. You’re going to be busy,” he corrects.

“You’re insane.”

That makes him laugh. Yet, I find myself undoing his jeans and pulling his massive rod out of his pants.

“Fuck,” he groans as I stroke him a couple of times.

I stare at this part of his anatomy.

“You know,” I pause to run my thumb over the tip, “you have a very pretty dick.”

“What?” Surprise stretches across his face.

I casually lift and lower a shoulder. “I don’t know. Most guy’s dicks aren’t that attractive. But yours—” I’m cut off by a growling sound emanating from his throat.

“What other guys?”

Is that jealousy in his voice?

“No one in particular. I mean, you do realize I wasn’t a virgin before yesterday, right? And I’ve watched my fair share of porn and whatnot. Cocks aren’t particularly pre—”

He kisses the words back down my throat.

“Don’t ever talk to me about another fucking man.” His hands tighten on my ass and his eyes take on a murderous glint.

“I wasn’t talking about anyone specific.” I suck my teeth. “Can’t you take a compliment?” I stroke him again, and the deadly look in his eyes starts to fade into a look of lust.

“Fuck me, Riley. If you want me to watch this movie.”

He hands me a condom that must’ve come from his wallet. Even as my fingers tremble, I’m able to slide the latex over him. He helps me with his hands on my waist as I lift my body and seat myself onto his shaft.

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