Her eyes widen more in realization. “Oh,” she says with a gasp.
“Quite so,” I say, pulling my painfully hard cock out of the restraining confinement of my boxers. I wrap her beautiful, long hair around my wrist again, pulling her closer. “Now, come here and take your punishment like a good girl.”
And God help me, looking up at me through her thick eyelashes, she does.
Kat tentatively licks the glistening head of my erection as I watch, mesmerized. Still looking into my eyes, she twirls her tongue down my entire length, and a tortured sound vibrates through my chest.
“Kat,” I groan. Or beg. God only knows.
She sinks me inside her warm mouth in one fluid movement. Kat’s tongue caresses me as she gently sucks me deeper and deeper inside her. With no hint of hesitation, she works her way down my length. As she gazes up at me, Kat bobs her head up and down in a maddening rhythm, bringing me too close to the edge far too soon.
“Good girl. Good, good girl.” I sigh.
Kat’s eyes water slightly for a moment as she tries to take me even deeper inside her wet mouth. She picks up the pace in her movements, and her right hand wraps around me as well, flawlessly matching her rhythmic torture.
I take in the erotic sight of her—wholly bare and on her knees—pleasuring me with her mouth. I realize that her other hand is sunken between her legs, mercilessly rubbing back and forth.
“Stop,” I order. “The only way you’re getting off is on my thigh.”
Kat moans around my cock, disregarding my command entirely. Instead, she takes me in deeper and faster inside her mouth, just as her clever little fingers increase the intensity of their movements between her wet folds.
“Kat,” I warn her, but I know it’s pointless. I’m too far gone to stop her. As I give in, I tell myself I will punish her for disobeying me later—again and again—all night long.
My eyes slide shut against my will, reluctant as I am to tear my gaze away from the erotic perfection in front of me.
“Kiska, I’m so close.”
Suddenly, Kat releases me completely. Still on her knees, she straightens up before leaning over my bent legs to blow air on my pulsing erection. Even the movements of the hand she’s employing to pleasure herself slow down.
“Nik,” she purrs, “I think it’s time we renegotiate the terms of our deal.”
It can’t be.
I freeze in place, struggling to catch my breath. And yet, I know this is really happening. I’m the one to blame for it. After all, she never even bothered hiding her intentions of manipulating me through sex.
I knew better than to let it get to this. I knew better than to let my guard down with her.
I should have been stronger than this. I should have known better than to allow her pretty eyes and meaningless words to fool me.
My blood runs cold.
I always remember my painfully learned lessons. This won’t happen again.
I recompose myself, straightening and zipping up my pants before schooling my expression into a display of indifference.
Kat might’ve won this battle, but I’ll be damned if I’ll let her get any satisfaction out of it.
“Nik,” the little thief has the nerve to say hesitantly.
I can’t even bear to look at her—the woman I couldn’t tear my eyes from a moment ago.
Reckless idiot. Lovesick fool.
Relieved to notice the car has stopped, I glance at the windows and recognize the familiar sight of my garage.
Without another word to the untrustworthy, bewitching creature at my feet, I exit the car, slamming its door behind me.
I don’t look back.