Page 66 of Never Die for a Sinner
It’s very quickly replaced with a fever when his fingers find me again, and this . . . this is new.
He laughs under his breath, pride in his eyes when I let out a garbled moan, the pleasure doubled as my body comes alive under his fingers. My pussy clamps down when he slips two inside me, curling them up to brush over a spot that has me seeing stars.
I arch into his palm, my eyes clamping shut as the first waves of my orgasm start to tear through me.
He removes his hand completely. “Answer the question, baby girl.”
“No,” I hiss between my teeth.
He chuckles, the sound dripping with malice. He presses closer to me, his hard cock digging into my stomach as he lowers his lips back to my ear.
I let out a growl, tears slipping down my cheeks, when he stills his movements.
“No, what?”
“Screw you, Levi,” I seethe, but he just chuckles, dipping his fingers back inside me, and this time, his thumb circles my clit. My eyes cross, my hands digging into his shoulders in an attempt to hold myself up. I’m sure there are little half-moon crescents from their blunt ends.
Good. He can have something to remember me by.
He sucks the flesh below my ear, nibbling and marking me. I arch my neck to give him better access, my hips arching into his rough thrusts as he picks up his pace.
“So fucking beautiful,” he breathes in my ear. “Riding my hand while I keep you just on the edge of coming.”
He withdraws his fingers.
“You going to hide from me, again?”
“I fucking hate you,” I seethe, clawing at his wrist. Tears well in the corners of my eyes, my sanity slipping away just as fast as my orgasm.
He chuckles in my ear.
“If your hate looks like this, I’d hate to see what yourlovelooks like.”
He resumes his ministrations, and my knees wobble, threatening to give out. He’s practically holding me up while I shake in his grasp.
“Say it.”
I’m both furious and so turned on I can’t think straight. I’m pretty sure I’d call him daddy right now, if he wanted me to. That’s how far gone I am.
“No.”
“No, what?” he taunts.
“No, I won’t hide from you again,” I growl.
“Fuck,” he rasps against my skin. “That’s my good girl.” I whimper, closing my eyes, but his hand tightens in my hair painfully.
“No, don’t look away from me, Ava. Let me see how bad you need it, sweetheart. You want to come, don’t you?”
I shake my head, but it’s a lie. He’s unlocked a need inside me I didn’t know existed.
“Ask me nicely.”
I bite down on my tongue, fighting it. My body is strung tight. He’s dangling my orgasm in front of me, but he won’t let me come until I give him what he wants. Like some kind of sick punishment.
“I’ll stop,” he warns, his patience hanging on by a thread. “If you think I won’t walk out the door right now, and leave you fucking breathless and wanting, you’re dead fucking wrong, little girl.”
My pussy clamps down at the rough threat, and something in me breaks.
