Page 58 of Bully

I didn’t bother pulling away from her lips to make sure the man listened, he silently vacated the space like a true professional as she kissed me again. Rising to my feet, I kept kissing her as she rolled over on the table, until she was on her back, exposed to my hungry eyes and desperate hands.

“I can’t come.” She stammered, digging her nails into the back of my hand as I slid it down the front of her chest to her lush tits. “It will ruin my high for the night.”

“I’m not going to make you come.” I assured her, kissing my way down to her nipples, and sucking them into my mouth as her back bowed off the table. “Not until tonight is over and we’ve both earned it.”

“Tamen.” Her strangled voice ended in a whine as I pushed my fingers through her wet cunt lips. “Yes.” Sloane’s legs fell open as I played with her body, working her up into an inferno and then slowing down to let it lessen.

“I can be everything you need, Rainbow.” I uttered, pulling back to stare down at her perfect face, dotted with perspiration from my attentions. “All you have to do is let me.”

“All you have to do is earn it.” She countered, opening her clouded golden eyes and nibbling on her lip, running her hands up my chest and clutching at my shirt. “God, I want you to earn it, Tamen.”

“I don’t know how.” Admitting what we both knew, I replied, “I’m not a nice man. I’m not romantic.”

Sloane chuckled breathlessly and shook her head as she sat up on her elbows to stare at me. “I don’t want romance or fake words from you, nutcase. I know you’re a sadist who gets off on making me miserable.” She grinned and rolled her eyes when I glared at her. “Bullying you gives me the same high as when you torment me back. I just want you to be honest with me about it. I need you to respect me as an equal if you’re going to demean me for foreplay.”

I let her words weave through my damaged brain, trying like hell to make sense of them. What woman in the world wanted barbs and insults instead of flowers and gentleness?

The answer was right in front of me, though.

Sloane.

My pretty little Rainbow wanted vulgar words and sass I offered her out of spite to begin with, because the fire in it felt right. To both of us.

“I’ll try.” I rasped, fighting the warning bells that were telling me to abort the mission altogether. “That’s all I can promise.”

“I’ll take it, for now.” She sat up, swinging her legs over the edge of the table and pulling me between them with my belt. “Now do something else for me.” She purred, pulling my pants open until my hard dick was in her palm as she leisurely stroked me.

“What?”

“Torture me.” Her purr vibrated through my body as she gently pressed the edge of her nail against the hole at the end of my dick. “Make it feel,” Lining me up with her wet entrance, she brought her knees up and pulled me forward. “Like you hate me each time you don’t let me come.” Her head dropped back when I was deep inside of her, bare and free of anything between us for the very first time, like an unspoken truce had been called. “That way I know I’m torturing you the same way every time you don’t get to come.”

I growled, fighting the urge to give in and come already just from how good it felt inside of her without a condom. I never fucked bare, and I knew she didn’t either.

Yet this. Right now.

There was no other way I would want to take her right now than like this.

Wrapping my hand around her throat, I forced her to lay down across the narrow bed until her head hung off the other side and slammed into her aggressively. “I’ve been tortured every single second since I saw you on that stage for the very first time.” Sloane moaned and let her body hang free as I savagely fucked her, giving into what we both wanted. “You didn’t know it, but at one point that night, you stopped and stared up at the mirrored glass, like you could see me through it, watching you.”

“Yes.” She cried, “God, just like that. Tell me about it.”

“I had planned on using a faceless woman for the entire night. I was stressed and in desperate need of something to break through that overwhelming feeling, so I didn’t lose my mind once and for all.” Knowing she’d be onstage soon, I bit her chest, leaving a mark on her skin for everyone to see, and smiled when she screamed for me. “And then I saw you. God, my pretty little Rainbow. You were majestic on that stage, commanding dozens of people in the throes of passion and entertainment without even raising your voice. Your body moved in sync with theirs, and you captivated everyone. Me included.”

“You fucked Val that night.” She moaned, “I want to be jealous of that, but I’m not.”

“Why?” I licked up her neck and slowed my thrusts when I felt myself getting dangerously close to coming. “I’m jealous of every man who’s ever even spoken to you.”

She smiled and lifted my hand to her mouth, sucking two of my fingers into her mouth so deep I could feel the tightness of her throat on my fingertips. I pulled my dick free of her cunt that was strangling it in perfect sync to her mouth and she gasped, falling back when I kissed my way down to her clit. “Because I know you were watching me.” Her fingers dug their way through my hair, and she held me against her by handfuls as she rode my face from below. “I could feel your stare, even if I didn’t know what it was at that moment. I felt you.”

“That’s right.” I pushed my tongue into her body and then slapped her clit before pausing completely as I sensed how close she was to orgasming. Walking around to the other side of the table, I lifted her head and cradled it in my palm as she eagerly started sucking my cock upside down. “I came while I stared into your golden eyes, unable to see anything else in the world. It’s been that way ever since, too.”

Gasping, she pulled off and stared up at me, “And you hate that.”

There was a rawness to that statement, it wasn’t something she took personally, but she wanted to know why.

“No.” I replied, caressing my way down the front of her exposed body until I got to her clit to distract myself. “I resent it.” She shuddered from my touch and slowly played with my dick as we practiced restraint, edging ourselves closer to that fall. “Early on, I learned that weakness takes many forms. And my obsession with you is my biggest one.”

Sloane rolled over, bending over the table as she stared into my eyes with an intensity only she could pull off, naked, stroking my cock and begging me to torture her. “I don’t have to be your weakness, Tamen. I could be your greatest asset if you earn me. Your best friend and loudest cheerleader. I know you’ve mastered this total dark and depraved lifestyle on your own. But you could stand to let a little light into your life.”

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