Page 83 of Seeds of Malice

Normally, I don't want them looking at me. Something about Ivy's innocent, wild gaze drives me higher until I think I might explode from endorphin overload.

She sucks, and sucks, and sucks until I'm spent and there's nothing left but my limp dick.

Jesus. I'm normally still semi-hard.

I breathe hard, holding myself up by pressing against the glass and staring down at her.

She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, searching for my approval.

I don't give it to her. I command, "Say thank you."

Her forehead wrinkles.

"You don't want to thank me for making you come more than I did?" I challenge.

Guilt fills her expression. "I-I'm sorry."

"I didn't ask for an apology. I told you to say thank you so I know my little slut liked what I did to her. If you don't, then I won't know what to do to you in the future."

Her lips twitch. "Thank you."

I reach under her armpits and pull her to her feet. I spin her so she faces the mirror and palm her ass. "Next time we come here, I'm fucking you in the ass."

Horror fills her expression.

"You don't think I know exactly how to make you feel good?"

She opens her mouth to speak, but nothing comes out.

"No? You don't have faith in me?"

"I-I didn't say that."

"But you don't want all of me?" I question with a semi-glare.

Her lip quivers. "Of course I want you, Dax."

"But you don't want all of me?"

She stays quiet.

I step back, pull up my pants, and state in a low tone, "I guess I misjudged us. I thought you wanted me."

She reaches for my arm. "Dax, no! I didn't mean that! I do!"

"Are you sure about that?"

She nods. "Yes."

"Good. Then tell me who you are to me," I push.

She bites on her lip.

I grip her chin and tilt her face up. I hover close to her mouth, murmuring, "Tell me. I need to know you really want me, Ivy. That you're feeling all the emotions I am and aren't using me to gain experience or for who I am."

Shock appears on her expression. She opens her mouth, then shuts it, shaking her head.

"What's that response for?" I question.