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"Keep your hands on the bed," Bryce ordered, his voice low and dangerous.

Tati complied, gripping the sheets tightly as he kissed his way down her body, each touch magnifying the fire within her. She panted and writhed beneath him, unable to control herself. As he reached her abs, his lips brushed against her taut muscles, causing them to tighten even more.

Tati gasped at the sensation, her body on the precipice of pleasure. When he finally reached her sex, he slid her panties aside, and she almost jolted off the bed when his tongue made its first swipe against her wetness.

"Fuck," Bryce groaned, the sound of his arousal only serving to heighten hers. “You’re so wet for me, Tati. So, fucking wet.”

He began feasting on her pussy, licking and sucking until she was a trembling mess beneath him. He moaned against her, sending delicious vibrations through her core. The pleasure built, her body coiling tight as she approached climax.

Just when she thought she couldn't take it any longer, just when she thought she was about to cum on his tongue, he pulled back, leaving her teetering on the edge. Chest heaving, Tati stared up at Bryce, her eyes wide with shock and filled with lust.

He smirked down at her, the satisfaction apparent in his expression. "To be continued," he said, stepping back from the bed.

Was he... was he about to leave her like this?

"Wait!" she yelled as he turned away, leaving her lying there, trembling and sexually frustrated.

But he didn't pause. He left the room and closed the door behind him. Tati cursed under her breath, knowing he was probably watching and listening to her every move.

"Damn you, Bryce," she muttered, feeling exposed and vulnerable.

Frustration welled within her as she slid her panties off and tossed them aside. She couldn't stand the ache any longer, so she began touching herself, desperate for relief. As she started to lose herself in the sensation, the bed suddenly shook violently, forcing her to stop. Then, just as suddenly as it had begun, the shaking stopped.

"Please, Bryce," she whispered into the silence, tears threatening to fall.

But there was no response; only the quiet hum of the room echoed back to her. She closed her eyes, attempting to will the throbbing ache away, but it persisted, refusing to leave her. Feeling helpless and defeated, Tati lay there, her body still burning with unfulfilled desire.

She knew that Bryce held all the power now, and she'd have to endure whatever games he chose to play. And what was worse was that part of her couldn't wait to see what else he had in store for her.

Part of her wanted to play his wicked game.

Chapter Thirteen

Tatianna

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ati's eyes snapped open, her frustration bubbling to the surface. "What do you want from me?" she shouted into the room, her voice laced with desperation.

Tatianna lay tense on the bed, her heart pounding as she waited for Bryce's response. The silence stretched, suffocating, until finally, his voice broke through the silence.

"Everything."

"Right now," she demanded, trying to keep her voice steady. "What do you want right now?"

"I want you to answer a question for me."

"Ask it," she said, still panting.

"Who is the man you're so desperate to call?"

"A family friend," she replied, struggling to keep her composure as her body begged for relief.

"Really?" Bryce sounded like he didn't believe her. "Is that the best you can come up with?"

"It's the truth," Tati insisted, a bead of sweat trickling down her temple. The memory of Bryce's kisses lingered on her skin, and all she could think about was getting more of his touch.

"Have you ever fucked him?" Bryce asked.

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