Page 19 of What She Wants

My mom and I have a strange relationship. I love her because she’s my mother, but I can’t stand her as a person. If she was some woman off the street, I would have shaken her teeth out of her mouth.

“I’m no one’s lacky.”

Esme is closer, her scent is spicy yet seductive just like her. Her glittery fingernails pick up sparks of light when she pushes my chest with one hand.

“Yes. You are. We’re not getting married. Retract it!”

“Mmm. I love a challenge.”

“Wha-”

Her question is lost in her gasp once I grab her wrist and spin her until I have it pressed against her lower back. Bending her over the exam table, I lift the skirt of her dress then groan.Esme would be walking around with nothing but a thong under her dress.I smack her ass for the disrespect. She yelps but her ass wiggles involuntarily.

“You shouldn’t wear thongs all the time. It’s not good for your pussy.” She jerks and attempts to get out of my hold when I rip away the fabric. “Doctor’s orders.”

“What are you doing?” Her voice is husky just like the night she rode my dick. It makes me ache more to get inside of her.

I open my pants to retrieve my erection. “Giving you what you really came for.”

“I didn’t ask for dick,” she argues with an aroused breath.

I run my finger from her wet opening to her clit then back again.

“Tell me to stop, Esme.” She’s silent. Just as I thought. I press my fingers inside of her just to tease her. “Go on,” I goad her. “Tell me you don’t want my dick.”

Esme is stubborn and doesn’t speak. Instead, she widens her stance as a silent invitation. Normally, I would have teased her until she begged but I’m pressed for time. I suck my teeth in an excited hiss when my sensitive dick slides home. I hate how perfect she feels. It means I wasn’t hallucinating the first time. I tap her right foot with mine to widen her stance even more then grind hard a few times until she moans loudly. I let go of her arm to remove my tie. I put it in her mouth to gag her. Once it’s secured behind her head. I tug it to pull her head back.

I stop plunging into her. She needs to pay attention.

“Now that you’ve shut the fuck up, listen. I know who I am. Fuck your family’s name and my mom’s goals. Only thing I’m gaining is unlimited access to this pussy.”

She claws at the exam table once I resume. I’m delivering punishing blows because this is a warning and it feels fucking fantastic. Her grunts are muted by my tie; it’s so damn satisfying.

“When I’m done with you,” I bite my lip loving the feel of her pussy clenching on me, “you’ll march your ass back to your little party planning business…” My eyes flicker because I’m close since she’s so damn wet. “And plan our wedding like I told you.¿Entiendes?”She mumbles something around my gag. “You have to nod your understanding,Chispa.”Her nod is so satisfying, I almost cum. “¡Muy bien!”

My next appointment is in about ten minutes, but it’s okay. The rhythmic bouncing of her ass is more than enough motivation to pull that familiar tingle out of me. Tightening my grip on her gag, I push the dress strap off her shoulder to make room for my mouth.

Esme’s pussy spasms as she cums on my dick.Fuck, I wish we had more time.My teeth sink to her shoulder and clamp into place as I fill her with my seed. She falls forward once I release her to wipe my dick and fix my clothes.

“You can clean yourself up then be on your way,” I order her as I wash my hands.

I’m slipping on my lab coat when she gains some of her composure. Esme’s light brown eyes spark with vexation as she undoes my tie and rips it off her mouth.

With a soft growl, she advances and I see the punch coming like it has a bell and is covered in neon paint. She hisses when I catch her fist mid-air and turn her palm up to expose the sensitive part of her wrist. I bite it as I hold her gaze, making sure my beard tickles the sensitive skin.

“Don’t try to fight me. It’ll be all pain for you and nothing but fun for me.” I pluck the folded tie from her other hand and tap her nose with it. “Be a good girl and do what I told you.”

I retrieve the magazine and make my way out. She’s seething when I leave the room but I don’t give a fuck. Everything in the article is something I’ve said to my mother in the past, but she made sure to make it look like I offered an interview and even added one of my recent pictures.

She thinks she’s backing me into a corner to publicly renounce the engagement claim but she underestimated my willingness to stick with the story. If she wants Esme to do it, she has underestimated Esme’s stubbornness. Either way we’re heading to a wedding. I just need to get the hellion on board.

Chapter13

Esme

My sisters stareat me as I re-enter our office and make myself some coffee. Confronting him at his office didn’t go as planned. I’m still reeling at how he makes me equally pissed and horny. They should exist at the same time, right? I sipped on my coffee like it’ll somehow help me think but nothing.

This tops all the things that have ever been said about me in the tabloids combined because when this doesn’t happen and I’m left as the spinster LeClaire, It will be the most embarrassing moment I will ever experience. People will be convinced that all the lies about me are true. I’m unlovable. I’d be one of those problem celebrities people judge from their couches.

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