Page 44 of Devious Corruption
“You can’t manhandle me like that.” My mouth dries as he climbs onto the bed with me, shoving my legs apart and kneeling between them.
On instinct, I tug at my shirt, trying to cover myself with it. He notices what I’m doing, and his eyes get darker. Like a storm that was brewing on the horizon blowing fully in, thunderbolts and everything.
He shoves my arms to my sides, pinning them down to the mattress while he hovers over my face. His nostrils flare—a bull ready to take on the toreador.
“Never cover yourself. I want to see all of you, every bitof you.” His voice low, gravely. “Now, tell me what I want to hear.”
My tongue isn’t working. I can’t give him what he wants.
“Tell me you’ve been bad, but you’re sorry. Ask me to fuck your pussy with my fingers.” He pauses long enough for the devil to pull his lips up at the sides. “Ask me to lick your pussy until you come unglued for me.”
I’m supposed to hate this man. I’d promised myself to hate him. His arrogance. His uncivilized way of exuding authority when he had no right to.
But this twisted smile he has, this little light shining in the dark clouds of his gaze, it has me wanting to give him everything he just ordered.
Because my body wants all the things he offered.
And more.
“Maxine.” My name is a warning.
“I can’t.” I whisper up at him. “I can’t say it.”
“You can.” He nods; the arrogance slipping a little. “You want this, I can see it in your eyes. You want me to make you feel good. Because you haven’t felt good, you haven’t felt taken care of in forever, and you want it. You need it.”
Fuck him. How can he know all of that simply by looking into my eyes.
“All you have to do is say the words.” He releases one of my arms and slides his hand between my thighs.
The tips of his fingers play at the edge of my pussy. “Just give over, Maxine. Let me make you feel good.”
I swallow, maybe it’s my pride, or my fear, I’m not sure, but a bit of bravery comes forward.
“Unless you think you deserve more punishment? I should spank you more?” He taps my clit lightly. “This time I’ll punish your pussy. Which would be sad. It’s such a pretty thing.”
I’m going to be cross eyed by the time he’s finished with me. That’s for certain.
“No.” I wiggle my hips, seeking out his touch more.
He leans forward further, his mouth right above mine. “Then do as you’re told.”
A shiver courses down my spine.
“Lev,” I breathe out his name.
“You can do it, baby girl,” he whispers.
“I was a bad girl today, and I’m sorry.” A little moan escapes me as his fingertips brush across my clit again. “Please, Lev. Make me feel good?”
He brushes his lips across mine in a barely there kiss as two of his fingers plow deep into me. Immediately, he curls his fingers, stroking the most coveted spot in the female body. Unable to leash the sounds, I groan in pleasure. My ass lifts from the bed, seeking more.
“Such a good girl now.” He growls, biting down on my earlobe.
“Please.” I push my hips upward again, making him chuckle.
“Don’t get greedy.” He nips my chin, my neck, biting my breast through my shirt.
He makes his way down my body, settling between myspread thighs with a wicked grin on his lips. When he bites my inner thigh, I moan so loudly my face erupts in heat.
