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“Beg me to touch you, then.”
“Fuck you.”
“Beg me to fuck you, if you think it would be better.”
“I hate you.”
I get up from the couch, cross the room, and tower over her. Lily glares, defiant, her eyes red.
“Hands and knees.”
Her eyes narrow. “No.”
“Lilith. Demon girl. My perfect little slut. If you don’t get on your hands and knees, I’ll put you on your hands and knees. I’ll tie your wrists back up. I’ll tie your ankles. I’ll leave you that way all night.”
“Fine. Do it.”
“If I have to tie you up, then I’m putting a vibrator between your thighs and leaving it there until the sun comes up.”
“God.”
“It’s Jameson.” She drops her chin, and the rest of her body follows. I put my fingers back in her hair as a treat and guide her to her hands and knees. Then I use two fingertips and trace a path down her spine, stopping an inch above her ass. “Work your clit.”
“Please.”
“Noplease. If you refuse, I’ll spank you until you’re ready to start. I’m ready whenever. Five…four…three…”
She starts ontwo.
I don’twantto keep my hand in her hair. I do it because I’m building our connection. The more difficult this gets, the closer I get. I’m the only one who can offer her even a shred of comfort.
Fuck it. Idowant to keep my hand in her hair.
Lily watches me from her spot on the window seat. Our faces are a foot apart, if that. She’s on her knees, her ass in the air, one hand clutching the cushion and the other between her legs. Her face settled into a deep pink around another orgasm. Now she’s got glassy eyes, parted lips, a mist of sweat.
It’s gettingmuchharder.
I’mmuch harder, and I didn’t think it was possible for my cock to turn into a steel rod. Tonight is full of surprises.
A shallow crease appears in her forehead. Her teeth dig into her bottom lip, hand working furiously. Lily squeezes her eyes closed, then opens them, staring again.
Her lip curls.
I’ve been silent, watching her back, and it doesn’t matter that this is her sixth. It’s a thrill when she begs with her eyes.
Ateargathers at her inner corner, sliding down and hanging off her lashes.
Lily Hayes, short for Lilith, won’t say the words. She hasn’t completely broken yet.
I’m the one who keeps giving in. How’s that for irony? Those huge, green eyes ask, and I wait as long as I can before I let her have what she wants.
“You’re beautiful like this.”
Her frown is as small as the huff of disappointment.
“You’re so good.”
The tip of her tongue darts out to wet her lip. Her mouth forms the shape of the wordplease, but she won’t say it.
