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“If you really wanted me to feel better, you would get on your knees for me.” I stared without blinking, playing a mental game of chicken with him.
“Fuck you.” He rocked his hips and nudged his wood against my upper thigh, and that made me painfully aware of the throbbing hard-on trapped in my jeans.
Shrugging, I grabbed his shirt and hauled him in for a kiss. My lips bruised his, taking something from him that was a relief for all the horrible, jagged feelings racing through my insides. My blood felt like it was made of gasoline, waiting for a single spark to ignite as I rubbed my cock against him. The pleasure was both good and bad, but I wanted more of it.
“Get on your knees,” I growled into his ear, then nipped it.
“What if I don’t?” he asked, mouth curling into a smirk.
What we were doing crashed in on me and I opened the door. “Either do it or get the fuck out,” I growled.
He stared at me and didn’t move a muscle; although, I could see all the gears turning in his head as his gaze darted around my face. My cock ached and my breath caught as he used his fingertips to snag the edge of the door and push it closed again.
6
WYSTAN
The bastard didn’t deservea thing from me, but this wasn’t for him. It’d been too long since I’d been with a guy, and I had needs, even if I had to get off with a prick like Atlas. I smirked at him, giving him a flirty stare, before I fell to my knees in front of him.
He watched me, those brown eyes judging and dark, and his tongue slid across his lips as though I was a meal. I didn’t mind if that meant I would get his mouth on my dick or his tongue in my ass.
I unbuttoned his jeans and slid down the zipper. I tugged at the sides, and the pants came down easily, bunching around his knees. The tension between us sizzled, and my skin buzzed with a mixture of excitement and apprehension. I expected him to change his mind at any moment, but as I yanked down his navy blue underwear, he didn’t do a thing, except watch me with an intense gaze that made me wriggle in exhilaration.
Atlas was hot as hell, and I’d messed with him and teased him about wanting to fuck me, but I hadn’t thought anything would happen. He hated me too much. Well, they did say there was a thin line between love and hate, not that we could everloveeach other. The idea was ridiculous.
I finally focused on his hard dick, longer than mine and thicker, too, much to my inward irritation. The tip was flushed red, as though it was just as angry to see me as he was, and it curved up and to the right. His balls were already drawn tight against his body and he looked ready to explode.
“Are you going to do something or sit there and stare at it like it’s going to bite you?” He sneered. “You’re not a virgin, are you?”
I grunted and sent him a glare. “Fuck off. I’ve probably had more guys than you.”
“I doubt it.” He wrapped his hand around the base of his dick, shaking it at me. “Just fucking suck it.”
I was half tempted to tell him to fuck off, but I was hungry for dick, no matter who it belonged to. My hard-on pressed insistently against my underwear, reminding me of our end goal, which was to get pegged until my balls exploded.
Ignoring his smart-ass comments, I batted his hand away and took his cock in my palm. I licked a stripe over the slit and watched the reaction I got in return. He shivered and cursed low in his throat, and I smirked, desire thumping wildly inside me. I shuffled forward on my knees and took the head between my lips, sucking eagerly. He tasted as bitter as his soul, but I couldn’t get enough. I was the kind of guy who wantedmorewhen it came to dick, and I wasn’t ashamed about it. I fucked like I skated, fast and with high adrenaline. It was easy for me to take a hit and get knocked against the walls. I welcomed it.
I slid more of his dick into my mouth, tracing the underside with my tongue. He groaned, fingers carding through my hair and grabbing a few strands. I enjoyed sucking dick as much as I liked having mine touched. There was nothing sexier than a blowjob, even with a guy who hated me.
I cupped his balls and rolled them in my palm while I slid my other hand down my body and to my pants. I unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, then reached inside my underwear to grab myself. Flicking my tongue against his hardness, I moaned around him, adding the vibration of my mouth to the sensations attacking him right now.
He huffed and spread his legs farther and his grip in my hair tightened. “Yeah, fucking take it, you slut.”
I made a sound of protest, but it was cut off when he shoved his dick in deeper, nearly choking me when the head hit the back of my throat. I gagged, but he held me there as he rocked in more.
The hand holding his balls went to his thigh and I slapped his skin there, but he didn’t get the memo. My ability to breathe was quickly diminishing, and I gagged again as he pushed me back until I was against the wall near the door.
“Fucking suck my cock,Birdy.”
I tried to gasp and was finally able to when he pulled back, his dick popping out of my mouth slathered with spit. I coughed loudly, thumping my chest as I inhaled deep gulps of air while glaring at him.
“What the fucking fuck, man?” I snarled at him, attempting to shove to my feet, but he drove me back to my knees with a tight grip on each of my shoulders.
“Stay down there. You chose this, so live with it. Unless you’re scared. Are you going to piss yourself, Birdy?” The twist of his lips ignited a fire inside my gut, and I glared at him.
“Fuck you. I’m not a coward. I can handle your small prick.”
He laughed because we both knew there was nothing small about him. He wasn’t huge, but the man was above average. He grabbed the base of his dick again and shook it at me. “Here’s the thing, Finch, you’re nothing more than a pet bird. Soon enough, Dad will get rid of your mom, and you’ll be a distant memory. Until then, be useful.”
