Page 31 of Claimed By A Blue Eyed Menace

I was about to curse him out when something ugly bubbled up inside me, something fueled by jealousy and frustration. “You really be with her, don’t you?” I spat, pushing at his chest again. “I know it. The second I’m outta sight, you go runnin’ to that bitch.”

Shooter’s amusement faded. His grip on my chin tightened as he backed me against the nearest wall, his entire body pressing into mine. “Ain’t no other bitch, Parker Mosley,” he murmured, his voice deadly calm. “Ain’t never been. And if you want the dick that bad, all you gotta do is ask nicely.”

I clenched my jaw, hating how my body reacted to his words, how my thighs clenched involuntarily at the possessiveness in his voice. “I hate you,” I whispered, my voice shaking with frustration.

Shooter smirked, his lips brushing my ear. “Nah, baby. You just hate how bad you want a nigga.”

I wanted to fight it. I tried to fight it. But I couldn’t. I broke. I grabbed his face, crashing my lips against his, giving in completely. Shooter suddenly pushed me away, stepping back with that goddamn smug look on his face. His hands slid into his pockets, his stance lazy, completely unfazed while I was standing there, breathless, body on fire, needing him.

“Be a good girl,” he said smoothly, tilting his head as he eyed me up and down like he knew he had me. “Ask for it nicely.”

I clenched my fists at my sides, my whole body trembling with frustration. I was this close to losing it. “You are such a—”

“Ah.” He cut me off, shaking his head with a knowing smirk. “That ain’t nice, baby. Try again.”

I wanted to scream. I wanted to slap that cocky expression right off his face. But more than anything, I wanted him, and he knew it.

I squeezed my eyes shut for a second, blowing out a sharp breath, forcing myself to calm down. Then I opened them and let my lips curl into the sweetest, most seductive smile I could muster. I tilted my head, stepped forward, and ran a delicate finger down the center of his chest.

“Please, Shooter,” I murmured, my voice soft, breathy. “Give me the dick.”

His jaw flexed. He didn’t move at first, just stood there, watching me, his blue eyes dark and hungry. Then, faster than I could react, he scooped me up, his strong arms locking around me as a small gasp escaped my lips. “Good girl,” he murmured, smirking as he carried me down the hall, straight toward the bedroom.

SHOOTER

P a r k e r c l u n g t o m e, her nails digging into my back as I kicked the bedroom door closed behind us. She tugged at my shirt, nearly ripping the shit off in her impatience. I tossed her onto the bed roughly, and she bounced with a soft gasp, eyes blazing with defiance.

“Better be careful what you ask for,” I warned her, stripping off the rest of my clothes without breaking eye contact. Her heated gaze traveled down my tatted chest, my abs, then locked onto my dick with unmistakable hunger.

She licked those plump lips and smirked up at me as she peeled off her dress. “You talk too much. Show me something.”

Her words snapped my control. I lunged, gripping her thighs and yanking her down to the edge of the bed. Keeping her heels on, I ripped the flimsy lace panties off her smooth body like they were nothing, exposing her dripping pretty ass pussy. She hissed, arching into me, daring me to back up my words. I knelt between her thighs, looking up at her wickedly. “You gon’ beg first.”

Her eyes flashed, stubborn as always. “Never that.”

I chuckled darkly, running my tongue slowly along her inner thigh, feeling her muscles tremble under my touch. I knew exactly how to break her. She tried to hold it together, glaring down at me as I teased closer, finally dragging my tongue from the bottom to the top of her pussy—slow, deliberate. Parker’s breath hitched, but she bit down on her lip, refusing to give me the satisfaction.

“Oh, we gon’ see how long you last, baby,” I murmured, before burying my face between her thighs, eating her like she was my last meal. Her legs jerked, thighs squeezing tight around my head. I slid two fingers deep inside her, stroking her spot just right while I sucked and flicked her clit with merciless hunger.

“Oh shit… fuck! Shooter!” she cried out, hips rolling, desperate for more, but still fighting me, still holding back from begging.

I felt her orgasm building, her pussy clenching around my fingers as she tried to push my head away, still trying to play tough. I looked up, smirking. “Say please.”

She glared down at me, breathless, shaking her head. “Fuck you.”

I pulled away abruptly, making her growl in frustration. “Fine. You wanna be stubborn?”

Before I knew it, Parker pushed herself up and flipped us around, straddling me and gripping my dick tightly in her warm hand. She leaned down, lips brushing my ear seductively. “Maybe you’re the one who will beg.”

She sank down onto me, tight, warm, wet—taking all of me in one swift move. “Shit,” I groaned, gripping her hips roughly. “That’s how you feelin’, huh?”

She began riding me slowly and deliberately, rolling those hips in circles, squeezing and milking me like she was born for it. Her nails scraped down my chest as she watched my face carefully, eyes dark with triumph.

“Who’s gon’ beg now, Shooter?” she taunted breathlessly, increasing her pace, grinding down, hitting all the right spots. Her titties bounced beautifully, and I palmed them roughly, rolling her nipples between my fingers until she whimpered, nearly breaking her rhythm.

“I ain’t beggin’ for shit,” I growled, flipping her over again, her squeal echoing in the room as I pressed her onto her stomach, gripping her hips and pulling her ass up toward me. “But you will.”

I smacked her ass sharply, making her moan and arch back toward me. “Keep that ass up just like that,” I commanded, driving back inside her roughly, hitting deep. Parker screamed into the sheets, gripping them tightly, her body shaking as I pounded her relentlessly. “Talk that shit now,” I growled, wrapping her long hair around my fist and pulling her head back as I fucked her from behind, strokes punishing, deep, owning her completely.

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