Page 48 of Wanna Play A Game?
Good. I need her to fight me right now.
Cali pulls the shirt on, covering my beautiful mark. She winces.
I smirk. “How is it?”
“It hurts, jackass.”
“I meant your pussy. Are you wet still?”
Her cheeks flame red. “What? No.”
Her reactions send a thrill through me. “Should I check? Are you still dripping my cum out onto the bed? Maybe I should check.”
Now her whole neck is red. Oh, my little bunny loves that idea. My dick aches at the thought of her glistening pussy full of my cum.
Blessedly, the weight that was on my shoulders starts to lift.
“Here.” I mess around in my bag and hold out a pill that Miles demanded I give her. “It’s for the pain.”
Cali turns her little nose up at me. It makes my cock jump.
“Bunny…” I warn. She’s not afraid. She just likes pissing me off. I have a compulsion to own that fight. Rip it from her. Make it mine. Then give it back so she can fight me for eternity.
“You’re going to take it,” I tell her.
Cali’s eyes widen. They’re so expressive. They make me want to lean in and soak up her every expression. She’s dumb for being so open with me. Maybe she isn’t trying to be.
I say, “You’ll like it. It’s stronger than an Advil, and it’ll give you a nice buzz. You like escaping in substances, don’t you?”
For a second, Cali looks hurt, and then she flashes her teeth. “And you like escaping in pain, don’t you?”
Oh, she’s too observant for her own good. It makes the adrenaline pulse through me. I have a sudden, irrational fear that she knows that I’m running from my own mind right now. I shove it down. That’s ridiculous.
“Take it,” I tell her. “Or I’ll make you.”
Cali snatches the pill out of my hand and pops it in her mouth. I grab the water bottle I brought, and she cracks it open, taking a big swig.
“If it’s in your cheek or under your tongue, I’ll make you come while whipping that fine ass.”
Cali’s eyes glint, and she takes another gulp of water.
My dick throbs. “Good girl. It better be gone this time, or I’ll whip that ass but won’t let you come. Got it?”
She narrows her eyes, but she nods slightly.
“Open.”
She does, and her obedience makes my dick bob. I lean over her to check. What a pretty mouth. It’s so much smaller and softer than Miles’. I grip her jaw, keeping it open. I notice she’s swallowed the pill. I smirk and spit into her mouth.
Cali makes a startled sound, and I let her back away. She spits on her shirt.
“You…dick!”
I snatch up the shirt and bring it to my mouth. Her pupils are blown. I make a show of licking the shirt down.
I flash my teeth at her. “You taste delicious. Now.” I rummage in my bag. “Miley ran out and got you some birth control.” I draw out a vial and syringe.
Cali scrambles back, her breathing becoming instantly heavy and fast. “I…I — no.”
