Page 20 of F*ck You in My Head


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"Which is a shame, because your ass is nestled perfectly against my hips." To punctuate the statement, he pulled me against him with a hard jerk, whipping his hand across my ass. I winced, but the rush that followed made me forget the brief pain.

I turned my head, looked over my shoulder and didn't regret it. The concentration on Lei's face, the excitement in his eyes, made me forget all my inhibitions.

At the same moment, he leaned forward, suddenly so deep inside me that I forgot to breathe. "You have five seconds."

Five seconds for what? I opened my mouth to ask him, but all I could manage was a gasp. Because he grabbed me harder, penetrated me deeper and finally came inside me. I felt the twitching and sudden heat.

Instead of pulling out of me, closing his pants and going back to business as usual, he sank down behind me. Before I could protest, he had pressed his face between my legs. Lei's tongue slid over my core and the pleasurable sound he made vibrated in my abdomen.

He played unerringly around my clit before plunging his tongue into me, teasing the sensitive spot. Was it his moan, the enthusiasm behind the gesture or the fact that I was enjoying the thought of him tasting our mixed lust that was driving me almost crazy?

Cursing, I tried to hold on to the wood. The orgasm overwhelmed me so unexpectedly that I only had his name on my lips. Like a prayer of impact. Which I obviously needed, because he held my body in the climax, made me relive every second a hundred times and knew exactly what he was doing to me.

Only when my muscles gave way and relaxed did he let me go. He straightened and ran his hands down my body to my neck, guiding me into an upright position. I leaned back against his chest, the only support I knew for now, as he forced me to look up at him.

"Tell me you're satisfied for now. I won't let you go until you are." Was there concern in his voice? Did he really care that I was having fun, that my needs were being met?

I was at a loss for words, so I kissed him. In no time, we were back in our starting position, sitting on the counter, him between my legs and his lips on mine.

"This is very dangerous, Audrey." Still, his mouth was moving against mine. He kissed me with tongue, teeth, and the same passion he had shown me before.

"Dangerous?" I breathed, because my brain couldn't make sense of his words.

If it felt so good, how could it be dangerous?

"If you keep kissing me like this, I might not be able to just look at the woman in the kitsune mask anymore."

I pulled away from him, sliding along the side of his cheek until I was right next to his ear, so I didn't have to speak loudly. "Maybe you should just go and secure the second lead in my next stream, then."

Lei snorted. "And fuck you in the same way I just did, so some idiots can jerk off to it and wish the plague on me because they'd like to be in my position?"

"The difference is they'll never be." I ran my hand over his chest.

I knew I had him wrapped around my little finger when he stepped closer and tightened his grip on my body.

"That would mean this isn't a one-time thing," he objected.

Was that really the argument he would use to distract me from my performance? "Then tell me you would mind being inside me more often."

Without warning, his hand closed around my neck, forcing me to look at him. Lei had tilted his head, giving me a warning look. "Dangerous, like I said."

"Dangerous, or isn't it more the danger of addiction?"

"Like being addicted to your streams."

"What am I supposed to say? I'm an addictive personality." I withstood his searing gaze. Barely, but I succeeded.

He shook his head. "That's not a universal statement. It may apply to me, but obviously not to others."

"So the woman in the kitsune mask gets what she wants?" I provoked him. I leaned out of the window metaphorically, knowing he would grab my collar to keep me from falling off.

"We'll see," he growled, letting me go only to circle the bar in search of a dishcloth. He returned with it and a bottle of water, which he handed me. His expression brooked no argument, so I not only allowed him to remove the remnants of our first encounter, but also emptied the bottle in one gulp.

Somehow I was able to sense when discussions with Lei had the possibility of bearing fruit and when I was better off just accepting what he said.

The silence between us wasn't uncomfortable, but I still couldn't keep my mouth shut. "So what's next? Are you going to pay the receptionist at the hotel to get it all cleaned up?"

His accusing look made me laugh. "No. I plan to take you to my own bed. No one will look for you there."

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