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God, I wanted to be selfish.

My fingers worked my clit faster, my body strung up like a bow.So close, so close, so close?—

Salt suddenly yanked back, gripping my hair and pulling my head away. “Are you touching yourself?” he snarled.

“Yes,” I whimpered.

The tip of his boot shoved my hand away. My eyes widened as it nudged against my pussy, the leather cool against my skin through the thin fabric.

“You can hump my boot,” he said. “But you may not touch yourself until I give you permission to. Understood?”

“But I’m so close,” I whined. “I’m so close. I need to come.”

“I promise you'll get the orgasms you deserve. But you need to earn them.”

“Let me make you come,” I said, giving his cock a quick stroke.

He dragged me closer again, his boot now wedged between my thighs. “Oh, you're going to make me come. But you're not going to make yourself come until I let you. You can hump my boot like a good girl or we can leave.”

Frustration tightened my chest. His fingers gripped my hair with a fierceness that hurt, but the hurt felt so good.

I wondered if he was serious.

Would he actually make me leave if I made myself come without his permission?

I didn't want to find out.

Pleasing him outweighed that streak of defiance.

His eyes sparkled with amusement. “I promise, we're going to explore that bratty part of you soon. But not tonight.”

“You promise?” I whispered.

“I promise.”

I believed him.

So, I opened my mouth as wide as I could. I stuck out my tongue, waiting for him to take my throat again. His jaw stiffened, his nostrils flaring as he looked at me like I was the only other person in the world.

Obsessive. Possessive.

I didn’t want him to ever look at someone else that way. It would fucking kill me.

His cock slid against my tongue, and he moved slowly, deliberately, holding my gaze until his hip snapped. I groaned as he started to fuck me hard again, moving in and out brutally.

I relished every second of it.

My hips moved involuntarily, my pussy rubbing against his boot.

Was I really doing this? Was I really going to rub against him like this in front of a bunch of strangers?

Those thoughts floated away as a bolt of pleasure rushed through me. Little shocks of electricity tingled through my entire body, my hips moving again.

I was so fucking wet. My pussy pounded with the beat of my heart as he fucked my throat.Harder. Harder.I was spinning and spinning until I was nothing buthis.

I cupped his balls, gently rolling them as he kept fucking me. I knew that he was on the edge.

“Fucking hell,” he grunted. “Fuck.”

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