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Ithad been replaced with the need to make her come, so many times it short-circuited her brain out.Tomake her scream my name so loud the next building heard her.Toshatter the windows with the pitch of her keening wails of pleasure.

Showingher how wellIcould fuck her into oblivion would serve as proofI’dcome a long way.WhosaidIcouldn’t enjoy being topped by a woman while still making her regret everything she said about me once upon a time?

Iclimbed up on my bed in the center of the room and laid back, prepared to get my cock sucked or something.Therewas no telling what she had in store for me.

Ididn’t expect a wet washcloth to hit me in the face.

“Cleanyourself up; you’re covered in blood,” she spat, sliding up the bed asIbegrudgingly complied.

Thebleeding had stopped, but my nose still throbbed.Itried to ignore it as she climbed atop me and grinned like she’d won the lottery.

“Putyour hands on the headboard and don’t let go,” she demanded, and asIgripped the bars of wood above me, she sank down on my cock, and my whole world tilted on its axis.

CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

KENZIE

Fuck, his cock was big.Domwas longer, but this fucker had a wide dick, the kind that stretched you like a too-small rubber glove.Itwas the best kind of burn, the kindI’dfeel in the morning and didn’t give a damn about.Withthe stars above me, and this man below me, his cock buried deep in my wet, eager cunt,Ididn’t have a fucking care in the world.

Mybank account had money in it.Mypussy had a cock in it.Iwasn’t dead.Itsounded like a win-win for me this evening after all was said and done.Survivingthat attempt on my life deserved celebration.AndcelebrateIwould.

ByridingRafe’scock untilIblacked out.

Irose on my knees, hands tousling my hair, and sank onto him with a groan, taking him over and over, pleased with the way he tossed his head side to side from the sensations.Iknew that going in, he had an idea in his head about flipping the script on me.Mostmen didn’t know they wanted a woman to top them until she did.

Rafewas no different.

I’dshow him.I’dteach him what it was to truly appreciate a woman in charge.Iwas tired of his bullshit attitude toward me.I’dgiven him no reason to hate me like he so obviously did, andIwasn’t about to sit around and take it.

Myhips rolled, dragging moans from himIdidn’t think him capable of, and the grinIwore split my face damn near in two at the sound.Hewas so vocally expressive, the little sighs and groans and grunts he made only driving me on asIfucked him with my body, taking his cock like a champ.

He’ddone well in the elevator.AndwhileIhadn’t expected to find someone at the end of our elevator trip, it wasn’t the first time someone had watched me get fucked.

Hehadn’t seen much, if anything.Still, the wayRafewent absolutely feral for me asIbounced on his thick dick was intoxicating.Iwanted him to want me, to want this, to want the release onlyIcould bring him.

AndIwanted him to beg for it.

Mycunt clenched around him, and the moans he let out were on par with a porn star.He’dbe such a good sub for live cams, it almost made me wanna grab a phone and record him.Womenwould pay solid money to watch a man likeRafewhimper on camera for the chance at release.Hewas every rich woman’s wet dream–a man who knew how to plead.Aman who would beg.Aman not afraid to let a woman lead.

Andhe was all mine for the moment.

“Fuck, you feel so good around my dick,” he groaned, his hands slipping from around the bars of the headboard.Ilet him disobey me, smiling when those hands moved to grip my hips.Hetried to guide me asIrocked in place, soIstopped, watching him from above, determined to outlast him in this battle of wills.

“I’min charge here, not you, so you’d better get used to it,”Isaid with a wink, covering his hands on my hips with my own. “I’llset the pace, the direction, and the position, and you’ll thank me for the pleasure, and you won’t come untilItell you to.”Todrive my point home,Irocked my hips again, moving them in a circle to the eager, encouraging noises of the man below me.

“Youdon’t set the–fuck—you don't set the rules.Youaren’t in charge here,” he gasped, his eyes wide asIrose up, hovering just above the tip of his cock, holding him in place with nothing more than sheer will.

Ifhe thought he was right, he was very much mistaken.Ifanyone here had the power in their hands, it was me.Toprove it,Islammed down on him again, rising back up slowly, clenching around him, hovering with his tip just barely inside my wet folds.

Theway he whimpered when he squirmed was so entertaining, empowering, and sexy.Itwas everythingIhoped it would be and more.

Iraked my claws down his chest, bouncing eagerly on his lap as his hands moved off my hips and fisted in the bedsheets.Upand down, driving myself half crazy with the sensations,Ilet him feel me around him.Iwas good at driving a man crazy from behind a camera, so the swap to real life was a piece of cake.

Hiswild, slack-jawed grin tightened, soIslowed my movements, freezing altogether with his cock buried to the hilt inside of me, just waiting for his tension to subside.Iwasn’t ready for this to be over yet, andIwas eager to see how he’d react to the denial of his own orgasm.

Thosefisted hands opened up and slammed on the bed, accompanied by his groan of disapproval and disappointment. “Aw, come on,Kenzie,Iwas so close!”

Ileaned over him, my lips caressing the side of his throat where his ear and neck met. “Itold you there would be no release untilIsaid so.”Idragged a finger down his chest between us, swirling around his nipple teasingly. “AndIdidn’t say so, didI?”

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