Page 56 of If You Give an Artist a Killer Muse

“No.”

“You’re disgusting.”

“You’re delicious.”

“I fucking hate you.”

“Your cock doesn’t,” I dry-hump him again to make a point. “Tell me, angel. Are you hard because you find me repulsive or because you love how I feel against you?”

His hands make their way to my throat, and he squeezes hard, “Fuck you, you crazy psycho.”

“Mmm, choke me harder.”

“You’re fucking crazy!” He groans as my hips continue to move against his. He lets go of my throat and drops his forehead on the side of my neck, and I can feel hot puffs of air coming from his lips.

“Crazy about you, yeah.”

He pulls away and stares at me, swallowing hard again.

“Please get off me, and don’t make me do this,” He whispers, shaking his head. “Not right now. I don’t… I don’t want…”

I pause my movements and cup his cheek with my hand. “You don’t want what, angel? Do you want to say the safe word?”

He blinks and looks away, staring at the floor.

Everything in me wants to continue kissing and tasting him, but I don’t want him to think I’m someone with no self-control. Although, to be fair, when it comes to this man, I might have little to no control over the shit I think and do. Also, he may not believe this, but I respect him. If he doesn’t want this, I’ll fuck right off.

Maybe.

You’re scaring him.

Not according to his cock.

You’re doing too much.

Again, not according to his cock and the way he holds me. Ugh, can I just rip his pants off and ride the fuck out of him?

No. Chill out, girl.

But why? His body is responding so well to the way I’m touching him.

Chill the fuck out.

Ugh.

He lets out a sigh, and disappointment fills my veins. I gently pull away, making his head snap back to me.

“What?” I ask, letting go of his face but still straddling his lap. “What is it? Tell me.”

He swallows hard again, and I glare at his throat.

“If you keep doing that, I’m going to bite your throat like a fucking vampire and drink you the fuck up and —”

“I’m a virgin.”

The sound of a broken record scratching fills my head as I stiffen.

The fuck did he just say?

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