Page 92 of Cruel Debts
"Both?" Surprise covered my features, morphing them into a state of shock. "Oh, you naughty girl, you. I bet Liam would faint if you told him that." My fingers prodded gently at her opening, and she pulled her hands away with a groan, her fingers coated in slick.
At the last second, my hand darted out and caught her by the wrist. I brought those wet, glistening fingers to my mouth and sucked them the fuck off.
Fuck, she tasted so damn good.
"Delicious," I moaned, my eyes rolling in the back of my head. "So fucking good."
"Don't tell Liam," she begged, tossing her head to the side as my fingertip dipped into her cunt, teasing, probing, just a taste of what I was going to give her. "Please."
There was an opportunity here, I just had to take it. And take it I would.
"Only if you beg for me," I snarled, needing her to surrender. I couldn't give in to her; I had a reputation to uphold. But if she surrendered to me, if she begged me, maybe I could convince myself I hadn't been slowly caving for her since the day she moved in with us. "I want to hear that pretty mouth beg for this. For me."
"Hawke," she whined, her toes curling as I slipped another finger in next to the first, only up to the first knuckles. "Please, I need?—"
Her begging was so tame, so boring. I wanted the filthy side of her. I wanted to see how badly life had corrupted the girl I remembered all those years ago, who was just learning to push boundaries and test her own identity out.
"Come on, Tee-Bird. You can do better than that. Tell me what you want." My fingers slipped into her another inch, and I waggled them gently for emphasis. "Be a good girl and earn my silence."
Her whimper was absolutely divine. "H-hawke, please, I need you—I need your fingers inside me."
I let them slide in another half an inch, stilling them when she bucked her hips a little to try and draw them in further. "That's a good start, Trinity. Now try again. Think naughtier. I know you've learned some things in that hellhole you work in. Now show me what you picked up."
Her legs fell open further, and I stood now, between her knees, as I tugged my fingers out of her and yanked her to the end of the bed. Now that I had better access, I could get back on my knees and really have some fun. And the view would be better.
Her pussy dripped with arousal now, and it was all for me this time. All of this was mine. I just had to reach out and take it.
"Come on, Trinity, I can't hear you begging."
I placed my fingertips right atop her eager hole and waited, applying just enough pressure to drive her insane. And then I waited.
It didn't take long.
"Fuck, Hawke, please put your fingers in me and fuck me with them. I want you to get me off. I need you to get me off. I can't do it alone."
"Ahh, now that's music to my ears." And then, pleased with her surrender, I slid two fingers inside her, all the way to my last knuckle. "How's that, Tee-Bird?"
"So so good," she whimpered, arching her back up off the bed. "Oh, fuck, please?—"
"I got you, Trinity."
I slid one hand up under her ass, and as I angled her for my own amusement, I shoved my fingers in and out of her, fucking her with the same speed I'd give her with my cock, if she begged nice enough. The view was amazing. Her cunt sucked me in, desperately clinging to me as I pulled those fingers back out, only to shove them back in again.
Fuck, she was so tight, and this was only my fingers. I shuddered to imagine how she'd grip my cock.
Because I definitely planned to fuck this girl lying on this bed, legs spread, my fingers up inside her cunt at warp speed. Oh, without a doubt.
On my own time, when I was damn good and ready.
"Hawke, oh, fuck, Hawke—" her breathing was rapid, and I could see the quiver in her lips as her eyes peeked open to watch me wreck her. She couldn't see the action below, but as she tipped her head sideways and made eye contact with me, she smiled, and it was the single hottest thing I'd ever seen her do.
And I'd accidentally seen her masturbating in the shower with a fake cock suctioned to the wall when we were in school together.
"That's right, baby, ride that pleasure, hunt it down, and let loose."
"Fuck, Hawke," she moaned, her legs shaking around my arms now. "I'm so close. I need?—"
"Fuck this," I spat, yanking my fingers out of her with a quickness. "What you need is to recognize how big of a favor I'm doing you here. I want to know you understand that. That youappreciate what I'm doing for you." I needed more than just her passion. In order to get past the hatred I pretended to have for her, I needed her submission. I needed her to roll over for me and surrender wholly.
