Page 91 of Brutal Kingdom

“How did you know about that?”

I nuzzle her folds. “I know everything you do.”

“Stalker.”

“Sometimes. There were a lot of people there, so I didn’t need to. I hearyouwere thebelleof the ball.”

“They looked down their noses at me, and think I’m a fraud.”

I hear the pain in her voice. She’s still thinking because she’s honest people will automatically believe her.

“Baby, Elijah Summer could show up in a time machine and tell everyone who you are, and they still won’t believe it, because admitting it changes the power structure around here.”

I slip my finger inside her. “Is that why you came to find me? Because I believe you?”

“I feel like I’m being pulled in too many different directions. School, the inheritance, Penn’s trial. I have to wear all these masks and pretend not to be bothered about anything. I don’t feel like…”

“Like what, baby?”

“I don’t feel like me.”

She’s being open and honest with me. Part of what’s broken in my chest mends at the rawness of her words. I crave her truth and vulnerability. I slip two fingers inside, scissoring them back and forth. “What do you need from me?”

“I already told you. I need you to fuck me.” She pushes my hand away and climbs onto the bed on all fours. Looking over her shoulder at me, she says, “And I didn’t come here for soft, you asshole.”

She’s mad because she let her guard down. I push her onto her back, settling my shoulders between her legs, lapping at her folds.

Pushing at my shoulder, she says, “You don’t need to-”

I raise my head, locking my eyes with hers. I love her, and I know what she asked for, but I also know what she needs. What we need. She’s trying to stay surface level and that’s not good enough. “Yes, I. Do.” I lower my head back down, latching on her clit. Sucking and nibbling it. I’m mad she’s trying to stop me from having every inch of her. She wants a good hard fuck, and I want every inch of her licked, sucked, kissed, or fucked by me.

I lick her from the bottom to the top of her slit, before stiffening my tongue, plunging it inside. She may have thought she didn’t want me eating her out, but she’s on board with it now, rocking against my face. I back off when I sense she might be getting close to coming. Climbing up her body to play with her tits, I suck and bite her nipples, pinching them and pulling them taut.

I smack her hand away when it drifts between us to play with her clit.

“You told me to fuck you. No trying to take over.”

“Well, there’s not much fucking happening.” She groans when I scrub the heel of my hand over her swollen nub.

“What do you mean? There’s fucking all around us. Open your eyes and watch.”

I climb off the bed to strip, loving the way her hands glide over her body and her legs clench together as she watches the couples on the other side of the glass.

“Do you like what you’re seeing, baby?”

She nods, biting her lip.

“Do you wish one of them was fucking you right now?”

“Yes. They’re not leaving their women hanging.”

I stroke my length. “What do you mean? Every time I gift you my cock, you give it back. Now you say you want it again? I don’t know what to believe.”

“I want it. Fuck me with it.”

She sits up, crawling towards me, taking my cock in her hand. Using it as a leash to pull me forward. Her mouth descends on me. One smooth slide has me hitting the back of her throat.

I pull her off, laughing at her attempt to distract me. “You’re not taking over this time, Jordy. On your hands and knees. I want you watching the show while I fuck you.” I maneuver her so she has an excellent view of three sides of the room. Then climb on the bed behind her. “Does anything resonate with you? Something you’re seeing that you want me to do?”

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