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And she has some fucking explaining to do.
And she’d better do it really fucking fast.
Sutton
His blue eyes are almost black as he glares down at me, his chest heaving. “So, this is what you do? When you tell me you’re going to work at a restaurant, you actually come here and shake your fucking ass for strangers.” He grits his teeth; his entire body is rigid. “Fucking creeps go home and jerk off to thoughts of you. Are you fucking kidding me, Sutton?” His voice rises with every word he says, and he’s shaking.
Though it’s hard, I stand tall. “Yep, I do. Because this,” I say, waving my hand down myself, “is my body. And I’ll do whatever I want with it.”
Slamming his hands on the sides of me, he boxes me in. “I could set this fucking place on fire right now, Sutton. That’s how fucking pissed I am.” He radiates heat, anger seeping through his pores. “This was supposed to be a fucking fake arrangement. Hell, up until a month ago, we couldn’t stand each other. Yet here I am, wanting to murder every motherfucker in this building who has the image of your perfect body stuck in their brain.”
He drops his hand down, grazing my nipple with his fingertips, and I whimper.
“And knowing people can openly stare at these? Fuck. That.” He puts his lips to mine, growling against my mouth.
Reaching between my legs, he cups me—hard. “Or the fact that this is almost on display when I’ve tasted it and it’s as sweet as a fucking cupcake? Makes me fucking sick, Little Bird.”
A vein in his neck sticks out, proving how angry he is as his livid eyes glare into mine.
“But you know what makes me even madder?” he grumbles, lips almost touching mine. “It’s that I’m so distracted by how fucking hot you look that my cock is rock hard right now, begging to fuck you. Even though you lied and I’m fucking irate about it, all I can think about is bending you over and blowing my load all over your fucking ass.”
“I’m sorry,” I whisper, biting my lip. “I just didn’t know how to tell you.” I swallow. “And honestly, I didn’t think you’d care.”
His hands move to my waist, digging into my flesh. “Little Bird, I wanted to throw Elliot over the side of the boat for hitting on you. How the fuck did you think I’d feel about this?” One hand moves to my neck before gripping my chin. “You might have started off as a fake girlfriend. But you’re still fucking mine. Act like it.”
“You want me to act like it?” I hiss, tipping my chin higher.
“Yeah, I do.”
The music pulsates through the changing room. I pull his hand, leading him to the corner of the room. My hands move to his chest, and I shove him down in the chair. Walking to the wall, I dim the lights before I walk toward him again. I’ve danced for hundreds of people in this club the past few weeks. Yet this is the only one where my legs shake and my heart pounds as the nerves overtake my body.
I climb onto his lap, straddling him. I throw my hips in rhythm with the pulsating music, tipping my head back.
His hands slide to my thighs, and he groans, “Fuck, Little Bird. It’s hard to stay mad at you when you’re grinding on my cock like that.”
It crosses my mind that someone could be outside the door. But luckily, there are enough changing rooms in the building that if one’s locked, someone could simply move on to the next one.
I feel his hardness growing, pressing into my thigh as I bend down, kissing his neck. I run my tongue to his chin, and suddenly, his hand grasps my nape, pressing our mouths together.
His kiss is possessive and angry. His hand moves up, taking a fistful of my hair tightly. I need him so badly right now. Desperation takes over, and I grind myself hard against him.
“You make me fucking crazy, Sutton. Do you realize that?” he growls, holding my hair harder as he pulls my head down and bites my neck. “Fucking.Insane.”
“Fuck me, Hunter,” I moan, biting my lip so bad that it hurts. “Please.”
“You’ve been a bad girl though,” he growls. “And bad girls don’t get the cock, do they?” His hand comes down hard on the top of my asscheek, making me yelp. “Have you thought about sucking my dick since that night in your bedroom?” He presses his lips to my ear. “Or what about my face buried between your thighs? Has that thought run through that pretty head of yours? Imagining me feasting on you while you came on my tongue?”
“Yes,” I cry. “Yes, so many times.”
Dropping his hand from my hair, he reaches between my legs. “Fucking. Soaked, Little Bird.” He works his fingers inside of me. “So tight and so ready.”
“You’re going to play by my rules. And my rules are, this body is for my fucking eyes only.” Sliding his hand from between my legs, he drags a finger across his lips. “So sweet. And all mine.”
In this moment, I’m not thinking about how irrational it would be to quit this job for someone who isn’t even my real boyfriend. I’m just thinking about how, with one more touch…I’d come undone. I’m in the palm of his hand, and he knows it.
“You on the pill, Little Bird? Because I need to claim you with nothing between us. I need to fuck you raw and feel you clench my cock when I deliver you to heaven as you come on my dick.” He leans forward, pulling my mesh bra to the side and taking my nipple into his mouth, biting it gently between his teeth. “And I need to come inside of you, filling you so full of my cum that you remember you’re fucking mine.”
“I am,” I hiss, needing him so bad that I want to scream. “Please, Hunter.”
