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He gave her a final lick then released her. “Make you what?”

Did she just growl?He grinned up at the fiery woman glaring down at him.

“Please make me—argh—” She fought herself much harder than him. “Please make me come.” Her face flamed red with the words, but he could see the arousal in her body ramp up at being made to say them. Her nipples tightened, her tummy tensed, and her pussy gripped his finger even tighter.

“Do you want to come hard?” he asked, no sense in wasting the opportunity.

Her eyes widened at his question.

“Do you want me to make you come hard, or soft. Like one of those little orgasms that leave you unsatisfied. You’ll need to specify.” He was being an ass, but he didn’t much care.

When she didn’t respond he curled his finger inside her and stroked the inner walls until he found her sweet spot.

“Hard. Make me come hard. Please!” she begged. Oh, how pretty she was when she pleaded him.

He continued to stroke her while thrusting in and out of her.

“Imagine this being my cock. Me fucking you so hard you can’t remember to breathe. That’s going to happen, Azalea. I promise you that.” He wouldn’t be able to wait very long, but he wouldn’t fuck her tonight. Not when he had her so pliable and accepting. No, tonight he’d teach her obedience was rewarded in the most pleasurable of ways.

He licked her pussy again, up her length and down while he finger fucked her, nipping at her clit but not giving it his full attention. Not yet, not until the walls of her pussy trembled.

“Please. Please, Peter. Please make me come,” she chanted in a heavy whisper. He doubted she even recognized it was herself saying the words.

Her body tensed, and he moved his ministrations to her clit, sucking it between his teeth, biting down and flicking his tongue over it all at the same time.

She exploded.

The scream she released was completely intelligible, and her hips bucked up at him while he continued to fuck her harder and faster with his finger, driving her through the waves of her orgasm.

Slowing his movements, he brought her back down from her high. Removing his finger, he licked it clean then placed a gentle kiss on her sex.

Her chest rose and fell hard as she gasped for air, her face more flushed than before. She’d come hard for him. Such a good girl.

“No, don’t move.” He laid a flat hand on her thighs when she moved.

“We aren’t done yet.”

Chapter 11

Azalea tried to catch her breath and focus her mind at the same time. It wasn’t working. Peter looked tense. Not quite angry, but not his relaxed self.

She realized she was still spread out for him, completely naked and completely vulnerable. Her first reaction was to snap her legs closed, but he knelt between them, making it impossible. He wasn’t exactly the easiest man to move.

“Have you ever watched a dirty movie?” he asked, reaching out to her.

“Like porn? No.” She shook her head.

He chuckled. “Of all the things to lie about, you choose that?”

Her damn cheeks heated again. How could a man make her blush so fucking easily? It was though he held some remote to her emotions and could flick them on or off at will.

Of course, she’d seen porn movies. Her mother blocked some but not all of her Internet access. Finding spanking and kinky videos hadn’t been hard, and she’d been surprised she’d been able to access them.

“We’ll discuss honesty in the morning. For now, I want you to answer truthfully.”

Fine. Asshole.

“I’ve seen a few videos.” Okay, not totally true, but it was all she would give him.

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