Page 29 of Fight Me Daddy

Gabriele

I couldn't stop lookingat Calix. The shiner around his eye was prominent as hell and I gripped the steering wheel even more tightly. First, he'd been avoiding me. But that didn't matter because I kept a constant eye on him. However, I had to work sometimes too and I hadn't laid eyes on him in three days.

"Stop staring at me," he snapped finally before he sucked in a breath. "Jesucristo, you've been doing that all night!"

"I haven't."

"You have," he shot back, crossing his arms over his chest like a child. "I can see out of the corner of my eye you know."

"Can you?" I asked. "Cuz you have a big ass shiner that I was sure you couldn't see past."

Calix flipped me off. "Can you drive the car before we end up crashing into something? Eres un dolor en mi culo."

I glared at him. "Don't start your shit with me. I wouldn't have to be a pain in the ass if you wouldn't make me this way," I snapped.

He stared at me. "You know what I'm saying?"

"I'm trilingual. No shit I know what you're saying, asshole," I said as I switched lanes and glanced back at him. "Where'd you get the shiner?"

"None of your business."

I rolled my eyes. "Why are you acting like this, Gonzalez? Huh? Is it because you want me to pull over and fuck you in the back seat? Are you waiting for me to hold you down and make you moan for me again?"

He shuddered and turned away from me. "I didn't want it the last time and I sure as hell don't want it this time," he grumbled.

I laughed. "You're telling me you didn't want it? Seriously?"

He turned on me and frowned. "Yeah, that's what I'm saying!" he snapped. "You waited until I was all drugged up before you decided to take advantage of me."

There was no way he was serious.

I stared at Calix for what felt like ages. Every time his eyes cut to my direction, I continued to look at him between glances at the road.

"What?" he finally asked.

"You're full of shit," I answered. "I had you squirming for me and begging to cum before those goddamn pills even kicked in. Don't make it like I need to drug you to get what I want. We both know you were a dog in heat for just my hand."

"Fuck you," he growled.

I shook my head. "I didn't do anything you didn't want."

"Really? How many times does someone have to say stop and no for you to realize they might not want it?"

"I told you I would stop, remember? And I walked away. You begged me to come back."

"I was drugged," he argued.

My grip on the steering wheel tightened. No one could get under my skin, but apparently, Calix Gonzalez was the goddamn exception.

"You think I need to drug you to get some ass? I could have anyone I want, Calix, and they would be begging for my cock. So don't sit there and act like I need to force you into anything to get off.”

"Okay, then go be a man whore somewhere else because it's not happening with me."

I wanted to strangle him. When I glanced at Calix he looked even more pissed off than he'd been before. And I couldn't leave it alone.

"Don't be embarrassed because you called me Daddy and came so hard you almost passed out," I said.

Calix turned completely in his seat and stared at me with huge eyes. "I didn't- You don't-"

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