Page 152 of Seeds of Malice

She doesn't want anything but me.

The realization hits me, and I panic for a brief moment.

"Oh, oh, oh God," she cries out, tearing me out of my anxious state.

"Greedy, fucking...fuuuck," I shout, unable to handle it anymore. I come hard, drowning her pussy with my cum while she violently shakes against the bookcase. I collapse over her, breathing hard into her neck.

Her ragged breathing matches mine.

I kiss her cheek and murmur, "You are such a good little dirty whore."

Her lips twitch. "Thank you for letting me be your dirty slut."

It's another thing that makes me happy. It's crazy how that little phrase gives me so much joy, but I've trained her well. It doesn't matter what I do to her. She always thanks me with different phrases I've trained her to say.

I catch my breath and stand straight, securing my pants.

She gingerly pushes herself off the bookshelf, turns, and tugs her barely-there mesh skirt down. Her face is flushed, her hair slightly messed up, and she gives me those glassy just-got-fucked eyes that haunt me at all hours of the day and night.

I slide my hands on her face and kiss her.

She flicks her tongue in my mouth, and I start to get hard again, but then I remind myself that I have a lot to do.

I pull back. "Rush is at eight o'clock. Let's grab a burger before we go. There'll be a lot of drinking tonight. You'll need something in your stomach."

Uneasiness enters her expression.

I question, "What's the look for?"

She hesitates, then admits, "I still don't know if I really want to be in a sorority."

"We've been over this, Ivy."

"I know, but it's expensive."

"I told you I'll pay for it. You don't need to worry about that."

"It's a lot of money, Dax."

I chuckle. "Baby girl, when will you realize I have more money than God? It's not a big deal."

"I don't know if I'm sorority material."

"Stop saying that," I tell her for the hundredth time. She has to go through tonight. She'll unknowingly win a point in our game if she doesn't.

I can't have that happen.

I'll have Bobby all over my ass, and I'm tired of listening to him whine. And he's right. It's time we get what we need from the senator's daughter.

"Some of those girls are... well…" She bites her lip and looks away.

I turn her chin so she can't avoid me. "Are what?"

She cringes. "I don't want to say it."

"So we're going to have secrets between us now? That's what you want?" I scowl.

She sighs. "No. I don't want secrets between us. You know that."

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