Page 58 of Sorrow

Yeah, I’m sure fake dating him so I can keep getting paid to fuck him is going to have a stellar ending. Can’t fucking wait.

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Turns out some men really do wake their women up with head — at least the bastards do. It’s difficult to stay objective and angry with Hayes when the first thing I feel every day is his tongue between my thighs.

“You’re cheating,” I mumble, out of breath as the smug asshole flops down next to me with a wide grin. “I’m still not a morning person.”

“Then why are you smiling?” he teases. “And blushing.”

If I ever stop blushing when someone is licking my cunt, I’ll be dead. “You’re hallucinating,” I lie. “I’m not doing either of those things.”

“Mmhm.” He wipes off his chin and licks his fingers clean, eyes locked on mine in a way that says he’ll let me get away with thelie this time. “You think Boo heard you? You moaned my name a little loud, Hurricane.”

“God, I hope not.” It’s only been three days since our little talk, but my brother still doesn’t know about this and I plan on keeping it that way for as long as possible. I don’t like lying to him, and despite the hoops Hayes jumped through to justify saying we’re in a real relationship, we’re fucking not. It feels gross to even consider saying we are. “Maybe if you’d stop begging me to say your name, that wouldn’t happen.”

“Begging?” He sits up abruptly like he has any type of argument there, and then slumps back down with a wave of his hand. “Begging is an excessive way to describe it.”

Only because he’s embarrassed.

Deciding to let it go, I lean over to kiss his cheek then get up to shower alone. I hear his disgruntled mumbling through the bathroom’s locked door and ignore it with a smile, right up until I remember the fact that I made a deal. Hayes is the only one allowed to clean me.

Fucker.

Begrudgingly, I unlock the door and swing it open with a mildly sarcastic smile. “Just kidding. Come in.”

“You’re funny this morning.” How hard he smacks my ass definitely isn’t funny, but it makes my thighs clench in a way that’s impossible to hide. “Who knew orgasms would make you a comedian?”

“When they’re given by a clown, how could they not?”

Ahh, fuck. Sometimes I wish I had any respect for my own well-being, but apparently it’s not meant to be. Hayes grabs my chin so roughly it takes my breath away.

He doesn’t say a word until I’m cornered in the shower with my back against the wall, and even then, I can tell the flash of amusement he had is gone. “So you want to be disrespectful, Samara? Open your fucking mouth.”

I always push things too fucking far.

Oh well, it was funny.

Parting my lips, I slide my tongue out for him and remind myself he’s paying me a ton of money to be a good girl. I can do this.

The way he slowly spits into my mouth should turn me off. Hell, I should be slapping him in the face, but I’m surprised when my body reacts much differently than expected. “Don’t swallow it. Kneel.”

Yeah, I’m very okay with it.

Dropping down, I stay perfectly still as he turns the water on and the freezing cold liquid slaps against my back. I won’t move, won’t swallow, won’t react.

His cock is rock hard as he stares down at me, that rough hand wrapping around the base a second before he slaps my tongue with the head. The wet sound of his saliva makes him groan. “You’re lucky I love this pretty little mouth no matter what it’s doing. This is my favorite, though.”

He plays in his spit for a few seconds more then pushes all the way inside, choking me. The metal from his piercing is tangy and cold as it slips into my throat and completely cuts off my ability to speak — and the water rushing over my face makes it impossible to breathe.

I did call him a bastard, right?

“Fuck yeah,” he groans a little too loudly. “I don’t mind fucking the attitude out of you, girl.”

Hmph. He can try.

Gripping his thighs to keep myself steady, I close my eyes and focus on anything but how badly I need to breathe. The smooth tile below me, the thick hair on his legs, how soft my wet hair feels against my spine.

How wet I get from being used like this.

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