Page 134 of The Invite
“Lie and I’ll punish you by keeping you on your back till sunrise.”
I pinch her clit to emphasize my threat when she bites down on her lip, not answering.
“Yes,” she whispers so low I almost don’t hear it.
“Wanna know what else I did?”
“Yes… Please.”
I push her down flat on her back and move her hand away to wrap my own around myself. She grabs my biceps instead. Spreading her drenched folds, I grab the base of my cock and rub the crown up and down her slit.
A half moan, half sigh falls from her lips at the first contact of our intimate parts together. Well, the first she doesn’t remember. I swirl the tip in her wetness, suppressing the urge to fill her up.
“August…” She clutches my arm, silently begging me to go faster.
“I only wanted to come on you,” I confess, flattening the top of my shaft between her juicy lips and thrusting to hit her clit. “But then I couldn’t resist. I craved more, I needed more.”
“Shit… Mhmm.”
“So I took it.” I grind harder once before poising the tip at her opening. “And I didn’t stop until I stole a little more to keep me sane.” I force the fat crown in, stretching her tight hole. “Just like this.”
“Oh god!” Her lashes flutter as she lifts her head to stare between her thighs. “How could you? I hate you.”
“Then tell me to pull out.” I pump the rest of my length, squeezing every time I reach where I’m resting inside her so my precum squirts in her little hole. I pause, peering up at her as indecision flares high in her expression. I give her a good long minute, idly massaging my cock before I tease, “Can’t say it, can you?”
“If I had a knife now, I wouldn’t hesitate to stab you,” she threatens.
Possessiveness pools in my gut and I smirk at her.
She’s so going to be mine.
Two corrupt souls against the world.
“All I hear is you match my depraved cravings. Instead of running, you keep crawling back for more.”
“The only one who keeps crawling back is you, Augustus,” she sasses.
I don’t deny it. “And I’ll never stop.”
Slipping out, I push inside again. Her hole makes a wet sucking noise and wraps around the purple head. “You’re not the boring little good girl you pretend to be, teach. I will uncover all your secrets, starting with the one Anonymous holds over your head.”
Before she can deny it with more lies, I pinch her clit. She gasps and tightens around me painfully, sending heat to my groin.
The animalistic side of me roars to sink all the way inside and claim her. Somehow, I keep the urge in check.
She’s too goddamn wet. Hot. Tight like a glove.
I force her right hand around my shaft. “Make me come.”
“Not inside me,” she begs, sliding her fingers up and down.
“I will decide.”
“August… you can’t.”
“I told you to get on the pill,” I growl, shutting her up by tapping her clit with my thumb until the pleasure overpowers her ability to speak.
The windows fog with our rough pants. Greedy hands pumping and stroking each other, too far gone to care.
