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“You take me so well, kitty cat. I love how fucking tight your pussy is.”
I’d have said something snarky, but the pressure building from the onslaught finally explodes, and all I can do is yell a string of curses as the orgasm obliterates me.
“That’s it,” he hisses. “Come for me. Scream louder.”
“Yes! Don’t stop. Fuck me harder.”
The desk is moving now and making an awful, loud noise. Eric keeps punishing me, sending me careening again toward pure oblivion. A second orgasm hits me, and the room starts to spin. I close my eyes, surrendering to the feeling, scattering into a million pieces.
Eric’s fingers dig into my skin and his body tenses. “Fuuuck!”
He moves faster, chasing his orgasm, and I love that I’m doing this to him. I don’t even know anymore how I was able to shut him out of my life for so long. When we’re together, I feel complete. His cock throbs inside me, filling me up until cum starts to drip down my legs. I love the mess and the sounds coming from him. I never want this moment to end. But good things don’t last forever, and after a final jerky movement, Eric goes still. The racket stops, and all I can hear is the sound of our harsh breathing.
He leans forward, releasing my head from his grip. “Say you love me.”
I narrow my eyes. “What if I don’t say it?”
“Then I have to keep punishing you until you do.”
A slow grin unfurls on my lips. “Then you’ll never hear those words from me.”
thirteen
Eric
Idon’t need to hear Valerie say she loves me to know it’s true. I can read it in her eyes. It’s my ego that craves the words, although I love that she doesn’t succumb to my demands. Mixing pain with pleasure is an addiction, and like me, she wants that.
Leaning back, I zip up my pants, but Valerie remains bent over the desk with her eyes closed.
“Did you fall asleep on me, kitty cat?”
“No. I’m not sure I can move, is all.”
I chuckle, and she opens her eyes to glower at me. “Keep laughing. You have no idea what’s coming for you.”
“I can’t wait.” I walk closer to inspect my handiwork. The lines of my name are a little shaky, but it makes them more unique. “Not bad. We should wipe it off with antiseptic.”
“Sure. I have some right here.” She sticks her hand in her skirt pocket, then takes it out again, flipping me off.
“We’re in a lab. They must have something in here.” I offer her my hand, and I’m surprised when she takes it.
“Do you always carve your name in your hookups’ backs?”
My brows furrow, but my lips twitch upward while a pleasant feeling spreads through my chest. “Who’s suffering from retroactive jealousy now?”
“I’m not.” She pouts, crossing her arms.
I grab her shoulders and invade her space, bringing my mouth inches from hers. “Why would I write my name on anyone else? You’re the only woman for me, kitty cat, have been since I met you.”
“Good.”
I give her a quick peck on the lips. “You’re cute when you’re jealous.”
“I’m not jealous,” she insists, then steps away from me, grabs my switchblade from the table and puts it in her pocket. “Let’s look for the antiseptic and then figure out what to do next.”
I pull my phone from my jacket pocket. “Shit. My mother called five times already.”
Valerie turns to me. The room isn’t as dark anymore now that my eyes have adjusted to the gloom, and I can see her eyes go round. “They must have gotten home already.”
