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“Let me go!”
“Gladly.” I do so, and she lands on her butt again.
“Asshole,” she grumbles.
I’m about to reply to her comment when I notice my things strewn about. “What the fuck were you doing in my closet?”
Rolling her eyes at me, she gets on her knees and begins to collect the items that spilled from the box. Matchbox cars, baseball cards, and other collectibles I kept as a kid.
She blows a chunk of hair that’s fallen over her forehead as she throws everything in. “I was looking for something to do.”
“In my closet?” I peek in there and notice that it indeed appears to have been rummaged through. “What else did you snoop in?”
“I wasn’t— Excuse me.” She crawls toward me to get a racer that rolled all the way to my black boot. “I wasn’t snooping. I was bored. You have me locked in here with nothing to do, so I have to find ways to entertain myself.”
“You’re not locked in here.” I peer at her, enjoying the way she’s moving on all fours, with her ass slightly lifted, the hem of my T-shirt riding temptingly high. “If you’re bored, I can find plenty of things for you to do.”
She flicks an angry glare upward, and every muscle in my body tenses at the fucking sexy picture she presents. On her knees as she looks up at me with large brown eyes. Her pouty mouth so perfect and sensual. All I’d have to do is get down on my knees too, unzip my fly, and slide my dick in it.
I adjust the bulge in my pants, then begin to tug the buckle of my belt.
“What are you doing?” she demands, scrambling to her feet.
“I want to fuck your mouth.”
After backing up several steps, she presses herself against the wall. But there’s not fear in her expression. Only anger. “You bring that near me, and I’ll bite it off.”
My lips quirk at the threat. “I thought you liked my dick.”
“I fucking hate it. You made sure of that, remember?”
Again, the sound of her cry when I entered her comes to mind, and with it, an unwanted pang of regret. “You should have told me you were a virgin.”
“Would you have done anything different?” she demands.
“No.”
“Then fuck you and your fucking torture device, you heartless monster,” she says, glancing at my crotch. “If you never touch me again, it will be too soon.”
“You enjoyed my touch.”
She laughs. “I would have enjoyed having toads crawling all over me more.”
I narrow my gaze on her, studying her features. The way her nose crinkles up as she hisses like a kitten that’s been injured. I realize that’s exactly what she is, and while I want to fuck her now, at this point, it would be rape, and I won’t do that.
“Hit me,” I say.
“What?”
“Hit me. You have five seconds to get all that rage out for the way you lost your virginity. I’ll grant you that one thing because we didn’t discuss that in our terms.” I come closer to her. “After that, I want you on that fucking bed”—I point to it—“willing and docile. Like you agreed.”
She blinks at me, then glances at the bed, and back. But she doesn’t move.
“Five. Four,” I say.
Then she’s on me.
“You asshole!” She sends a right hook into my jaw, and I see stars for a second. “I fucking hate you!”
