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“Stop overthinking it. This is just another step in our friendship.”
I stared at him. I might not know a lot, but friends didn’t do what we had done. I’d read books. That got messed up real fast.
“I don’t know.”
His hand went to my leg, and he slid it up my thigh before pulling my left leg toward him, causing the robe to open up. “So, if I get on my knees and start eating that pussy, you’re gonna tell me no?”
I tried to pull the robe back over my exposed vagina, but he grabbed my wrist and stopped me.
“No. I like looking at it. I like smelling it. I fucking love tasting it.”
This was unfair. I had to get some kind of grip on the way he controlled me so easily with his words.
“You will get bored with me!” I blurted the fear I hadn’t been able to admit to myself.
I was never going to let him tie me up and hit me. He wanted that, and I just couldn’t do it.
The way his turquoise eyes turned to an ice blue as he stood up, still holding my arm, and pulled me up with him caused a slight twinge of panic, laced with excitement. I should be pushing him away. Not standing here, waiting on him to tell me what we were doing.
“Take off the robe and go put your hands on the edge of the bed with your ass up,” he ordered.
“Wh-what?” I stammered.
He took the tie around my waist and tugged it free, dropping it to the floor. “Don’t make me tell you again, Rumor.”
I should run. Scream for help. Get away.
But I didn’t want to.
This was King. I trusted King. I wanted King. The way I was tingling between my legs meant my body was in complete accord on doing what he said. When I shrugged my shoulders, the robe slid down them, and I dropped my arms so that it would fall off my body.
King’s jaw tensed. “Good girl,” he whispered huskily.
I’d never been praised before. Never. Not until last night. Maybe it was twisted and because I was broken inside, but hearing him tell me I was a good girl made me want to do whatever he asked. Just to hear him tell me I had done something right. That I hadn’t messed up. That I hadn’t disappointed him. That I was enough.
Turning, I walked over to the bed and took a long, steady breath before I bent over and placed my hands on the edge of it. Feeling completely exposed to King and not feeling embarrassment at all.
“Fuck,” he swore.
I looked back over my shoulder to see him pulling his shirt off and then making quick work of his jeans. His eyes were locked on my ass. Wanting to be good for him, I opened my legs a little wider so he could see between them. The way his eyes lit up and his nostrils flared made me ache. He was looking at me like that. Me.
With four long strides, he was behind me, leaning over and opening the condom supply drawer. I wasn’t going to think about the other women now. He was with me at the moment. Not someone else. This was just us. I was the one he was praising.
I listened to the sound of the wrapper opening, and I sucked in a breath, anticipating what was coming next. His hand slipping between my legs wasn’t it. I shivered from his gentle touch.
“I’ll get checked, make sure I’m clean, and then I want to fill this pussy up. Let you stand over me as I watch my cum leak out of you.”
I let out a moan, unable to help myself. The way he said the dirtiest things and made my entire body tremble with need should be embarrassing. But it wasn’t. I wanted it. All of it.
“Will you let me do that?” he asked, still touching me. “Can I fuck you raw?”
I gulped and nodded. “I’m on birth control.”
“I know,” he said huskily as he ran his finger up inside of me, then eased it out slowly before sliding it up my bottom. I tensed, and he chuckled. “I love your ass.” His hand slapped it, but not hard enough for it to even sting. “Fuck, it bounces pretty.”
He was going to make me get off from his words alone. I fisted the covers and closed my eyes as my body trembled. He slapped it again and groaned.
“Such a good girl,” he said in a husky tone. “Letting me spank your sweet ass.”
