Page 30 of Sacrifice (Corrupt Empire 2)

“I want it. You know what I’m talking about.”

His eyes widened.

“What? Right now?”

“Yes.”

“You’re drunk, Avery.”

I shook my head. Who cares if I had too much to drink? I knew what I wanted.

“I wanted to tell you last night, but I was too nervous. Please don’t say no.”

“You know I want that, but not like this.”

“Why not?”

“For one, your friends are in the next room and I’m not going to fuck you there when you’re drunk.”

He cupped my face.

“But Aiden…”

“No. We’re not doing this. Go get in bed. You need to sleep it off.”

I couldn’t quite believe my ears.

“So what, you won’t even have sex with me at all?”

“I didn’t say that.”

I pulled away from him and stomped towards the bed. Now I was just pissed off and a little embarrassed. I’d asked him for the thing he wanted in the first place and he rejected me. How could I feel anything but hurt and shame? Why had it only taken a day for us to get into an idiotic fight?

“Avery…”

“Don’t. Just don’t. I’m going to bed like you told me to.”

I pulled off my clothes and heard the bedroom door open. When I looked around, he was gone. I put on a t-shirt, not bothering with shorts and crawled in bed. How the fuck was I going to sleep when I was mad as hell, horny and hurt? Damn Aiden. He drove me insane.

A minute later, I heard the door close again and his footsteps. He put a glass of water next to me on the bedside table. He shuffled around the room before he got into bed next to me. My back was to him, the covers over my head. I really didn’t want to see or speak to him.

When I felt him reach for me, I stiffened. He curled himself around my back, his hand resting on my stomach. His breath tickled my ear.

“Princess, please don’t be angry with me.”

I didn’t respond. He could beg for all I cared. He’d successfully made me feel like shit so he could just do one right then.

His fingers found their way under my t-shirt, brushing up my side. I tried not to respond to his touch, but my body craved him. It was a traitor.

“Please, Avery. Don’t ruin tonight.”

How the hell did I ruin tonight? He was the one who ruined it by refusing. He cupped my breast, running his thumb over the nipple.

“Don’t you want me to fuck you?” he asked.

“No.”

“Are you sure?” He ground his cock against me. “Don’t you want my cock here?”

---