"Your first lesson is," he said, his tone icy. "Don't touch me unless I ask you to."
Tati struggled to keep up with his pace, swallowing multiple times as her mouth filled with water. Eventually, he pulled the cup away, and she wiped her mouth, gasping for air.
"I did what you wanted. Now, where's my phone?" she demanded, her voice shaky.
"I don't have it," Bryce replied coldly, rising from the edge of the bed.
Rage bubbled inside Tati, and she screamed at him for breaking his promise. As he reached the door, he turned to face her one last time.
"You were the one who didn't keep your promise first," he said before exiting the room.
The lock clicked.Damn it.He'd locked her in the room. She definitely needed a weapon. Tati tossed the covers back, preparing to get out of bed. But a sudden ache in her stomach changed her plans, the pain forcing her to lie back down, grimacing.Drugged again.
"Damn you, Bryceson!" she shouted. "What did you give me?"
Her mind reeled as she considered the possibilities. Was it another drug? Was he trying to control her somehow? What did he want from her? Bryce's voice filled the room over an intercom, startling Tati.
"I gave you an aphrodisiac," he said, a malicious edge to his words.
The realization hit her like a punch in the gut…he was watching her. As the ache in her stomach began to subside, warmth spread through Tati's entire body while, at the same time, shivers raced across her flesh despite the heat. The covers now felt weird against her skin. She shoved them off her body, desperately trying to cool down.
"It angers me how beautiful you are," Bryce sneered over the intercom.
Tati clenched her fists. "Go to hell," she muttered under her breath.
"Been there. I sometimes vacation there now," his deep voice echoed through the room as her vision blurred.
She blinked, trying to focus. The heat inside Tati intensified, spreading like wildfire through her veins. She tossed her head back, gasping for air as a shiver raced down her spine. Perspiration soaked the black sheets beneath her and made her lacy lingerie cling to her sweat-slicked skin. A low chuckle filled the room, and Bryce's voice came over the intercom again.
"I didn't expect it to work this fast."
"Wh-what are you trying to do to me?" Tati yelled out, her body writhing with need.
"The same thing you did to me," he replied smugly.
"I never drugged you!" she yelled, fighting against the unbearable urge to touch herself.
"Ah, but you did, Tati," Bryce cooed.
"When? Name one time that I drugged you," Tati shouted, her body trembling as she fought against the overwhelming sensations taking over her.
"Years ago," he replied. "You didn't know your love was like a drug, did you? I was addicted to it. I needed it more than I needed air. I needed all of you. And when I needed my fix the most, it was gone. It disappeared in the blink of an eye."
Her hands tightened into fists, nails digging into her palms, as her nipples hardened. "What the fuck are you talking about?" she yelled, desperately trying to keep her voice steady.
"The withdrawals damn near killed me, Tati," he continued, his voice cold and unforgiving. "For months, I was helplessly craving you, searching for you everywhere. But no matter where I looked, I couldn't find my drug. I was like a fiend out here in these streets. And it was all because of you."
Tati wanted to say something, to explain that it was Melinda who had caused their separation, but the burning in her core was driving her mad. She could feel her clit throbbing, her pussy clenching and grasping nothing but air.
Nothing like this had ever happened before, at least not without foreplay. She clutched the sheets, fighting the urge to touch herself. Tati's body was ablaze, her mind clouded by the potent aphrodisiac coursing through her veins.
She bit back a moan as Bryce's voice filled the room, his smug tone only fueling the fire within her. Why did he have to sound so fucking sexy while being a dick?Dick!She needed a dick right now.
Two or three dicks would be even better. Or maybe just one giant dick. The biggest dick in the world. She’d worry about her guts later.Fuck!This need was truly driving her insane.
"I want to show you what it feels like to go through withdrawals, Tati. It makes you feel like you’re no longer in control of your body. That’s what you’re feeling right now. You're no longer in control of your body, Tatianna Dupree. I am," Bryce told her.
"Fuck you," she shouted, hips jerking involuntarily as sweat beaded on her skin.