Page 149 of Anger


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Kisses are for love, and my feelings for Damon will never go there.

Not after what he’s done.

“I’ll already told you what this is, Damon. You won’t make me change my mind.”

He laughs against my cheek.

“Whatever you say, Blue.”

He directs me to my knees wanting my mouth on his dick again.

That’s a fourth question I get to ask.

The price is adding up.

Taking him into my mouth, I swirl my tongue the way I know he likes it, his fingers already sliding into my hair to grip down and decide my rhythm. Saliva fills my mouth, making it easier for me to move back and forth. The salty taste of his skin and pre-cum add flavor that drives me crazy.

Heat blooms between my legs, my nipples tight and my body needy. Tingles run across my skin, my heart beating faster when Damon moans and squeezes my breast harder.

He’s about to come. I can tell by how fast he pumps his hips, his fingers tighter in my hair.

But at the last second, he pulls his dick from my mouth and stares down at me intently.

“How high is the price so far?” His voice is breathless yet full of grit.

Mine is equally as breathless. “Four questions, Champ. And you need to answer them honestly.”

I’ll know if he lies. His body language will give it away. But for all the bullshit this man has done to me, lying hasn’t been part of it.

Damon has always been straight forward. Even if what he said were insults, even if he kept his mouth shut and took what he wanted all while knowing he would kick me out of his house afterward, or demand I betray my loyalty to a friend.

Perhaps that can be considered a lie of omission, but he’s never told me something strictly false only to reveal the truth later.

Maybe it’s the alcohol talking, but he pulls me to my feet then places a hand on the wall next to my head so he can lean in close.

I add additional terms to ensure he’ll answer the way I need him to.

“And you need to give me the answers before we leave this room. Complete answers, not the surface shit you usually give me.”

Anger flares behind his eyes, but it makes the gold flecks more beautiful. We stare at each other long enough that I finally see a small amount of green in the amber.

“Your eyes are beautiful.”

I can’t help the admission. There is so much about him that draws me in.

He laughs, the sound not happy. “Do you have any idea how much I want to destroy you? How much I want to leave you here and never come back? You’re like a thorn in my side that drives me insane. And all you are is a dancer who shows her skin—”

I place a finger over his mouth. That’s a truth I’d rather not hear right now.

“Save your insults for later. Take what you want while we’re in this room. And then give me what I’m after.”

Another laugh. “While you tally up the price?”

Blinking my eyes, I refuse to respond.

He knows the terms. There’s no reason to repeat them.

What I’m giving up just to know his story is bullshit. But he can tell me to get the fuck out or insult me after. It won’t matter anymore because I’ve protected my heart.

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