Page 104 of Undeniably Enemies

“Not just the sex, even if sex with you is better than any sex I’ve ever had.” I kiss her thrumming carotid and press my lips in on it until she gasps. Oh, the fun I’ll have with her.

“It’s definitely just the sex for me.”

I grin against her skin. “Is that so?”

I flip her over onto her stomach and pull her up so her ass is high in the air. I come down hard with a crack that ghosts over the walls. Glancing up, I catch our reflection in the mirror she has over her dresser, and how did I not notice that before? My fingers curl under the sides of her thong on her hips, and I slide it down until it snags at her knees. I don’t remove it, though. I want her to feel bound even if she’s not.

“Is it still only the sex?” I ask as I rub my hand along her ass while watching us in the mirror.

“Yes. Absolutely.”

I come down with a hard smack, and she bows forward, her teeth sinking into her lip, and her eyes rolling back. She hasn’t caught on yet that I’m watching her, and that makes this even better. My feisty little Cinderella wanted this. Her stomachquivers, and she makes a soft sound as I move over her warm skin.

“Do you like that?” I ask huskily in her ear before I glide down and bite the spot I just spanked. She cries out, and I smack her ass again to make her stop. “Answer me.”

“Yes.”

I suck on my bite mark. “Thought so.”

Licking a trail from her clit to her ass, my other hand runs up and down her spine. Her skin is so soft and warm from the shower, and her pussy is already so fucking wet. Always so fucking wet. Like even after she’s had me, she still can’t get enough. It’s the same way I feel about her, and it drives me mad.

I unhook her bra and start to play with her pussy, alternating my fingers and tongue, trying to throw her off, keep her on her toes. Her cute ass wiggles at me, and I know it’s because she wants to get spanked again, so that’s out now. Dipping my fingers inside, I suck in a sharp breath.

“Is this all my cum still inside of you?”

I start to fuck it back into her, not wanting any of it to drip out.

“Speaking of your cum inside of me.”

Shocking the hell out of me, she spins around and doesn’t waste any time. Taking me in hand, she runs her tongue along the underside of my cock up to the head, where she rings my crown and slides her tongue into my slit.

Fuck. My head falls back and my eyes close. The number of times I’ve fantasized about this. My fingers thread into her hair, and I get lost in the glide and suction of her hot mouth. Only I can’t hold back. I have to see her. And she doesn’t disappoint. Long, dark lashes rest against pink cheeks on smooth skin with her pretty mouth wrapped snuggly around my cock.

“Look at me, Cinderella.”

Her eyes flash open with venom. She still hates that name, which is why I used it.

“Do you know how pretty you are like this?”

She preens at the praise, her hand cupping my balls, and I try not to smile. I do. Because fuck, is she good at this. Too good. So good I’ll come in her mouth, but that will have to wait for another day.

“You’re always so pretty when your mouth is full and you’re quiet.”

Before she can bite my dick off—literally—I pull out of her mouth and shove my tongue back down her throat. I grip her hip and guide myself to her entrance. She swats me away.

“You don’t get to fuck me.”

“Then you don’t get fucked, sweetheart.”

“Are you forgetting my arsenal of BOBs?”

“They don’t fuck you like I do.” I crook a finger at her, and she angles up. Just as she gets close, I push inside of her with a hard, pounding thrust.

“Fuck. Jack!”

“There you are.” I grin and suck her bottom lip between my teeth. “Right there. You feel that? So fucking good.” I point over her shoulder. “Take a look and spin around on my dick so I can fuck you from behind while we both watch. I won’t put any weight on your back. I promise.”

She does, and immediately, I slide back inside her. A shaky breath flees her lungs, and I meet her eyes.

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