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Her incoming slap is too predictable. I catch her wrist and use it to twist her, forcing it behind her back. My free hand goes to her ass, massaging through the denim. I release her wrist and reach around her, unbuttoning her jeans and dragging them down her legs. I take her panties with it, but she doesn’t fucking stop me. I kneel behind her and lick her ass cheek, then run my fingers between her legs.
She doesn’t stop me because she’s too turned on. She doesn’t care about my promise either.
“You want my cock, sunshine?”
“No.” She looks over her shoulder. “Definitely not.”
“You’re such a bad liar.”
I rise and spit on the crack of her ass. My saliva drips down, and I spread her cheeks to let it go even farther. She makes some noise in the back of her throat, and I chuckle. It comes out dark, though.
“Brace your hands on the wall.”
She does what I say. A thrill goes through me. I undo my pants and free my swollen cock, stroking it a few times before sliding it between her legs. Not in her—a promise is a promise—but getting wet with her arousal. It’s not as good as being in a pussy. But if I wanted to fuck her, I would’ve done it already.
My dick isso fucking close, but my self-control won’t let me break. Not now.
She huffs. “You think this is fun for me?”
“This isn’t about you.” I change my angle a little, sliding through her slick arousal and hitting her clit. Judging from her sudden squeak, it works for her, too.
I nudge the outside of her foot, bringing her legs in closer. And making what I’m working with tighter. All because I chose not to fuck her.
And I won’t. But I do a fantastic job of torturing both of us until we’re panting, sweating messes.
She spins around and drags me into her, pressing up on her toes. Our lips meet again, and I slam her into the wall. She lets out anoof. The kiss only lasts a moment before I drag my mouth down her throat. I bite her shoulder hard enough that she screams.
The sound bounces around in my skull.
She tears at my shirt, my abdomen, shoving it up and parting only long enough to get it over my shoulders.
“Fuck your abs,” she groans. “Fuck your stupid body, I hate it so much.”
I bite her neck and grope her ass, pulling her body up. She automatically wraps her legs around my waist. Her hand travels farther down, from my stomach—that, yeah, I’m fucking flexing—to my dick.
She wraps her fingers around me, and I see stars.
“Hope you last longer than your shifts on the ice,” she whispers.
I groan. “You’re not very nice, you know that?”
She redirects my mouth back to hers, nipping my lower lip. “That’s what you like about me.”
“I don’t like anything about you.”
“Right—”
I shift my dick, pushing through her hand. The tip slides against her core, and her words stop coming. That’s the only thing that doesn’t come. I tease her like that, teasebothof us, and my control is fraying.
Which is not allowed.
I yank back and drop her legs. She barely catches herself, then blinks up at me with those big eyes.
“God, you’re the worst,” I manage. Which is so fucking lame.
She blinks again, and this time it’s like she somehow erases all traces of lust from her witch eyes. “I am,” she agrees. “You think I slept with your brother. After we got married, I presume?”
The memories come roaring back. I literally hate her so much, it takes all my willpower to step away from her. I tuck my still-hard dick back in my pants. It’s throbbing, the only thing not giving a shit about our argument. Because who else could turn some lust-driven craze into a fight? Aurora.
