Page 16 of Wickedly Tainted

He grabbed me by myshoulders and forced me to stay put. “I didn’t deserve that, Jill,”he said angrily as he towered over me.

I gave a loudhumorless laugh as I glared at him. “Right, you didn’t deservethat. In fact, you don’t deserve any of this,” I snarked as Igestured to myself. “And you can save your pity for someone whoneeds it. What the fuck do you want from me, Santos?”

He scowled at me,giving as good as he got. “Well, to start, I want you to let mehelp you. I don’t pity you, Jill. You are the strongest bitch I’veever met in my life. The way you handled yourself out there justnow turned me on so much I can’t stand it. Why would I pity that?”he said as he looked down at me with lust in his eyes. I swallowedhard as I tried to ignore the warm feeling expanding in my chest.“Next, I want you to answer my goddamn calls and texts. I’ve triedto give you space, but it’s obvious that’s not what you need.Apparently, the best way to get your attention is to force ourinteractions.” He crowded me further. My back was almost touchingthe locker.

I glared up at himwith a cruel smile. “If you think a couple of mediocre orgasms wasenough to make me follow you around like a lost puppy, you’resorely mistaken.” I turned around sharply, making sure to flick myhair into his face. I knew I was full of shit. He had played mybody like a finely tuned guitar and we both knew it.

I started to grab mygym bag but didn’t get too far. Damon grabbed the bag from me,pushed it back into the locker, and slammed the door shut. Before Icould turn around and lay into him, he pushed me forward andtrapped me between the cold door and his hot body. He grabbed afistful of my ponytail and held me still. I could feel his hardlength against my lower back as he pressed his body to me. My pulsejumped and my breath caught as he nipped on the shell of myear.

“Mediocre, huh? Itdidn’t taste like a mediocre orgasm when you creamed all over mytongue,Roja,” he said as he pushed his fingers under mywaistband. His fingers were rough as he squeezed the naked flesh hefound there. “When I felt that tight little cunt clamp down on myfingers and the wetness from your orgasm soak my hand while Ipumped into you.” I moaned and arched into him, unabashedly.

He slid his handfurther down and I nearly convulsed when he drug his fingers overmy swollen clit. I felt his rough facial hair drag across thesensitive skin of my neck as he trailed hot kisses down to myshoulder.

“Even if you weren’tbegging for more, this…” He swirled his skilled fingers around myclitoris before sinking two thick fingers into my drenched pussy.“This was.” I cried out as he thrust his fingers into me, hittingthat button that made me go crazy.

“Leaving you enoughroom to think this over was a mistake. I should’ve never left youthat night because you can’t get out of your head long enough torealize that this is something you want. This is something youneed,” he promised as he kept up his slow torture.

“This is how it’sgoing to go from now on,” he rasped against me. The lust in hisvoice was almost as thick as my need for him. “You’re going to letme take you to dinner. We’re going to talk about where we go fromhere. You are going to stop ignoring me and act like the maturewoman I know you are.”

He was talking to melike he owned me and it was rubbing me the wrong way. “How aboutyou stop telling me what I am going to do before I rip your ballsoff your bo—” I nearly screamed as hepinched my clit, cutting my words off.

He chuckled againstmy ear. “I wasn’t finished talking, Red.” I felt heat flush over mybody as he lightly twisted my clit before pushing his fingers backinto my aching pussy. I groaned deep in my chest as he continuedtalking. “As I was saying, we are going to sit down and figure outwhere to go from here. And only after I’m satisfied will I give youwhat you truly need.”

I pushed my ass backat him so I could feel that hard part of him close to where Icraved him. The need to come clouded out my better judgment as Ibegged. “Please…” I whimpered.

He groaned andground his hardness against me as he pulled my hair, forcing me tomeet his scorching gaze. “That’s right, baby.Te daré esta polladura,” he growled before he took my mouth with a dominatingkiss.

He pulled me backtoward his hard body as he plunged his tongue in. He fucked mymouth at the same slow rhythm he fingered my pussy. I moaned aroundhim as I rolled my hips against his palm. I was so close to therelease I craved, I almost cried when he ripped his mouth frommine.

He held my starewith his. “You want to come?” he asked in a rough tone while hekept up his smooth slow plunges.

“Yes!” I nearlyscreamed.

“You come when Itell you that you can.” He smiled at me before he pulled hisfingers from me, leaving me on the edge.

“What the fuck,Damon!” I screeched as he spun me back around to face him. I wantedto punch the smug look off his stupid face. Before I could sayanything further, he brought his drenched fingers up to his mouthand sucked them in with a long groan. His eyes flared when helooked back down at me.

“You taste sofucking sweet,Roja. Here, taste.” He didn’t give me achance to think about his words before he pushed the still wetfingers past my lips.

An erotic flood offresh arousal coursed through my body. Nothing like this had everhappened to me before and I found it incredibly hot. I kept hisheated gaze as I grabbed his hand and pushed his fingers deeperinto my mouth. I sucked and swirled my tongue around his fingers,tasting the unique essence of myself mixed with his own hotflavor.

He sucked in a sharpbreath before pulling his fingers away from me. He grabbed the backof my head and crashed his lips back down on mine for anotherdizzying kiss. I was left reeling when he pulled up for air.

“Get dressed, Red.We have dinner plans.”

I nearly melted intoa puddle when he pulled away from me. I watched as he left the roomjust as all the other women from the class started piling in. Someglanced from him to me with curious looks. Others just smiled at mebefore going on their way. I shrugged and turned back to my locker.I smiled to myself as I pulled out a t-shirt and hastily put it on.I didn’t have time to think about what others thought of me, I haddinner to catch.

Chapter Nine

We pulled into thepublic parking lot that overlooked the bay. I looked over at Damonwith a cautious expression. “I thought we were going for dinner?” Iasked, confusion evident in my tone.

Damon just gave me acrooked smile before he opened his door and walked to my side ofthe vehicle. When he opened the door and extended his hand to me, Ilooked at it as if it were a snake. I reluctantly gave him my palmand he gently pulled me from the vehicle, humor written in hiscrooked grin.

“You didn’t bring meall the way out here to kill me, did you?” I asked as we startedwalking toward what looked like a park. It was already late eveningso it was pretty much empty, with the exception of a few people outenjoying the cool night air.

Damon threaded hisfingers through mine as we walked along the dimly lit path. Ilooked down at our joined hands dumbly for a beat. When was thelast time someone held my hand like this? Probably not since highschool.

The last boyfriend Ihad was Bobbi Fletchall. He played for the basketball team and hewas also crowned Homecoming King our senior year. He convinced meto have sex with him after the dance. Said he wanted something toremember me by before he left for college. He was a typical teenageboy who got what he wanted and went away the following fall. Inever heard from him again. He hadn’t been my first but that didn’tmake it hurt any less. I didn’t hold it against him anymore. Lifehad shown me that there were worse things boys could do than breakyour heart.

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