Page 94 of Snap Shot

Indi gapes and watches through hooded eyes when I lick her away from my lips, filling myself on the leftovers from my chin.

“You've replaced Twinkies as my favorite thing to eat.” I press a kiss into her throat, trailing left under her jaw before looking down. I'm in a damn state.

“Fucking hell, girl. Look at what you've done.” We both glance down at my blood-filled cock poking up past the waistband of my sweatpants. “Look how hard you've got me from all that begging.”

Her slumped body and limp hands against the couch won’t be helping me this time.

“Tell me where I can come. It's gonna be so quick.” My hand tugs the elastic down, length hardening further as I pump, twitching with a vengeance.

Indi doesn't say anything but her eyes motion to her naked tits.

“Fuckyes.”

Barely three seconds of vigorous beating off has me going temporarily blind, my cum spraying on her skin in white hot spurts. She moans again, humming while I smear the stickiness in a cross-shape, up and down between her chest then across her nipples, marking her. Like an animal.Mine.My mind chants the possessive refrain, eyes studying her groggy, smiling response.Mine. I thought I'd seen her before, but this Indi? The more I see, the more I want.

I clean us both off with warm, damp washcloths before redressing.

Indi curls her knees to her chest, balling against the couch cushions. “So much for eating dinner.”

“Some of us are greedy and have dessert first.” I kiss her temple while taking my seat next to her, hand resting on one of her knees. Something cuts across my ass through the ridge where the cushions meet. I lift my hips and fish around to remove it.

A black book with painted purple flowers calledHateis what I retrieve. I fake ignorance. “Oooh, what's this?”

“Oh, my God. Gimme that.” Indi tries to swipe it. I pivot away.

It falls open to a page with a red tab, an entire paragraph underlined and five exclamation marks in the annotation. A giant smile stretches across my face while reading the excerpt. “Indi,” I intone with a fake scold. “Holy shit, you like this?”

“Shut up.” Her eyes glare at me. “Give it back.” She beckons for it with the opening and closing of her hand.

“I willnot.” I roll and stuff it into my sweatpants pocket. “I'm keeping this for later.” I need to take notes.

“You're the worst.” She pushes my shoulder, jabbing the side of my thigh with her foot.

“I’d argue I’m the best at making you come hard in my mouth.”

Indi sighs and cuddles into the couch again. “I don't have the energy to fight you right now.”

“That's also from coming in my mouth.”

She rolls her eyes at my smug grin. “Yeah, well. I'm still hungry.”

The rapping on the door has me on my feet to answer. I sign the bill, tip the delivery guy, and grab the bag, the smell of freshly grilled food trailing into Indi's apartment.

“You already ordered something?” Indi unfurls from her spot and sits up. “When?”

“Before I got here. They said it would take an hour.” I take a rogue fry that fell into the brown bag and bite into it.

Indi raises a skeptical brow.

My smile goes dopey as I chew through a chuckle. I shrug. “Tonight could have gone a few different ways. But you'd still need to eat.” I place a paper container holding her burger into the cradle of her cross-legged lap. “This one's yours.”

Indi blinks at it, then flips it open. “This is really nice of you, but I don't eat—”

“It's a meatless Juicy Lucy from Chomp Burger. I hope you like it.”

“Is it new? They didn't have it on the menu before.”

I pop open my box, too, grabbing the burger with both hands. “I had them make it for you. I know the chef.”

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