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I pursed my lips. “No. That’s you acting like some big, bad junkyard dog, using me as your fucktoy and then discarding me when you’re done.”
“No. It’s us satisfying our urge to fuck each other senseless—” his chiseled lips curled “—with the added bonus of spending quality time with each other, seeing where this goes.”
My heart instantly began to race with elation, but my stubborn mind refused to budge. “Sounds a lot like fucking with a hell of a lot of non-fucking activities thrown in. The sex part sounds hella good. But I don’t do bullshit outings to the park, holding hands, or rolling around on picnic blankets, getting grass stains on my clothes.” I pinched my lips together.
It was all true. There wasn’t a girlie or romantic bone in my body.
He arched a brow. “Do I look like the type of man who likes to traipse through the damn park?”
He smiled, an honest-to-God, naughty-boy smile. Disarmed, I shivered.
“My idea of romance is me finger-fucking you under the table at my favorite restaurant and then denying you the pleasure of climaxing.”
Okay . . . that sounds really good.My traitorous center quivered with lust. Ignoring the danger warning blaring in my head, I whispered, “Core, we have a deal.”
He slid his hand between my legs, rubbing against my wet folds. “Do we?” He arched his beautiful brow. “I have very dark tastes when it comes to sex. And I’m planning on exploring every one of them, leaving nothing unfucked. Including your ass.”
His words made my stomach flutter with excitement. It was a primal challenge no man had ever made me want to answer. There were no flowery, bullshit words, no complicated promises of forever, no judgment for the freaky things we both craved. He’d push my sexual boundaries, maybe even strip me emotionally bare, ruining me for any man after him.
But I wanted Core for however long this thing between us might last.
“Like I said, Core. Deal.”
His hands slid under my arms, lifting me effortlessly.
“What are you doing?” I squeaked, my dress twisting around my waist. Instinctively, I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.
“I’m getting ready to spread your legs wide open and lick your sweet slit, darling.”
Striding across the floor, he carried me over to his desk. With one hand, he swiped everything off of it before sliding me on top. In the blink of an eye, I was on my back with my legs hooked over his shoulders. He settled himself between the V of my thighs, pushing my panties aside before voraciously going after the damp petals of my womanhood. He lapped me from my clit to the end of my cleft. He swirled his tongue around my clit, repeatedly flicked it, and then sank it inside me. I panted, my hips arching. Holding me still, he fucked me unrelentingly with his wicked tongue. I hissed as he worked me into a frenzy, using long, sensual licks. His tongue constantly teased my opening.
“Who does this pussy belong to?” he gritted out as he pinned me.
Showing me no damn mercy, he flicked my swollen nub with his tongue until I screamed, “Oh my fucking God!”
I bucked as he continued to bathe me with his mouth.
“Whose is it, Sin?” He thrust two fingers into my trembling channel, curving them inside me while pressing his thumb on my clit so his hand was clamped around me.
I knew he had no intentions of letting me come until I verbalized his claim. Frustrated, I was squirming helplessly and arching. “Technically, it’s mine,” I responded breathlessly.
He growled, the vibrations pushing me to the edge of crazed lust.
“But since you’re doing such a bang-up job down there, I concede to your talented, wicked tongue. So lick away, Core.”
He shoved another finger inside me, making me cry out and buck. “Concede tome, not my fucking tongue.”
My toes curled. I was so close. Just one more swipe of his tongue. “Okay. This pussy is on loan to you on a very temporary basis.”
“Don’t make me smack your twat.”
“You wouldn’t.” My mouth dropped open at the sharp slap against my slick clit. My nipples tightened with desire. “You—”
“Enough.” He flicked my womanhood with his tongue. “Say the damn words, or I’ll walk away, leaving your stubborn ass hanging.”
I jerked my head up to stare at him. “What? You wouldn’t?” My voice held a tinge of hysteria. I was so wound up with the need to come, and shamefully, I wasn’t above begging.
I needed Core.Now.
