Page 43 of Such A Bad Girl

“Why do you keep resisting? I know it’s not what you want.”

“It doesn’t matter,” he replied, the words scraping across his tongue.

“Liar,” I said, lifting my chin and arching my back. He looked away, but not before I saw the anguish in his eyes. “I can see it matters to you.”

I turned away, walking towards the couch. I could feel his sigh of relief behind me.

I still wasn’t giving up. I was determined to get Theo right where I wanted him, despite whatever his fear of West’s reaction. I knew he was overreacting. Sure, West would be mad, but he could get over it. I didn’t care.

Well, maybe I did a little, but not more than I wanted Theo’s cock buried deep inside of me. And when I wanted something, I didn’t tend to give up until I got it. This was no exception. In fact, I wanted Theo more than most things in my life.

I wasn’t afraid of resorting to a little seduction to get my way.

I sat down on the couch and gave him the most seductive look I could muster, biting my bottom lip. “I’m not leaving, Theo. I’m not leaving until you take care of me.” I leaned back, spread my thighs and exposed my pussy to him completely.

“It’s not going to happen, Everleigh.” He tried to look everywhere but at my pussy and failed miserably.

“Did you forget what you've already done? More than once? You already know what I taste like. Don’t you want another taste?”

“Jesus Christ,” he groaned, running a hand through his hair. “Of course I didn’t forget. I’d never —.” He groaned again without finishing his sentence, shaking his head. He looked like a man in great anguish. He was bringing it on himself.

All he had to do was give in….

“Theo, I’m not leaving here until you give me what I want. If you don’t, I’ll tell West what you’ve done already. How you infiltrated the group in the temple, pulled others away, and went down on me until I was a writhing, soaked, trembling mess.”

“You wouldn’t.”

“Is that a dare?”

“You are such a fucking spoiled brat, Everleigh.”

I shrugged, sliding my hand down my stomach. I parted my lips with my fingers, and rubbed my clit brazenly. “Call me whatever you want, Theo. Just give me your mouth again. And then, I’ll go. Promise.”

“How dare you!” he growled. I could tell he was wrestling with himself. Any minute now I was sure he’d give in and give me what I wanted. “You’re going to get me killed, Ev,” he muttered.

“Might as well enjoy your last few days then,” I teased, opening my thighs wider.

He shook his head, grabbed the bottle of bourbon and took a huge swig from it. Then he got up and walked over to me.

The look in his eyes told me I was going to get my way. In the best fucking way possible.

I smiled with glee as he reached for me. But when he grabbed my hips and flipped me over, sitting down quickly on the couch and pulling me over his lap, I gasped in utter shock.

“You’re a bad girl, Everleigh. You’re spoiled. You don’t think of anyone but yourself,” he growled. “Admit it! You’re nothing but a spoiled brat.”

His words inflamed me. How dare he talk to me like that? I wiggled on his lap, trying to escape but he held onto my hips tightly, his fingers digging into my ass.

“This is ridiculous, let me go,” I insisted.

“You sure do like to tell people what to do, don’t you?” he asked, his voice lowering to a thick growl. “You’re always in charge, huh? Does that turn you on? Everleigh’s always the one in control, barking orders like a little diva, like everyone’s your servant. You always get what you want, don’t you?”

“That’s not true!” I protested. I hated that he’d figured me out and called my bluff. “Let me go!”

“What if I don’t? What if Everleigh doesn’t get exactly what she wants, just this once?”

He held me in place with one hand on my hip, while his other hand slowly lifted my robe out of the way, exposing my bare ass to the air.

“What are you doing, Theo?” I squirmed, a rush of vulnerability washing over me. Suddenly, I wasn’t the one in charge. I’d been determined to seduce him moments ago and now I was bent over his knee like a naughty child. This was never my intention.

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