He laughed and rolled off me, a huge obnoxious smirk on his face. Like he was so damn proud of himself.

“What do I have to do,” I said softly, trying to look cute.

He didn’t even look at me. Instead, he put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. “Eh... I’ll let you know when I decide.”

“Sir! That is not fair!”

“It is completely fair.”

I glared at him, but he still had his eyes closed, looking completely at peace.

“Will you at least eat my pussy?”

“You’ll have to earn that, too.”

“You literally fingered me a few days ago, but you won’t use your tongue?”

“Nope.”

“Why not!”

“Leverage.”

I gasped. “You’re using sex as leverage?”

“Well, I need some, don’t I? You mongrel. Come here.” He grabbed me, pulling me onto his chest. “You’re soft.”

It was hard to be mad when he held me like that. I wanted to fight and squirm out of his grip... but he was comfy and warm, and we’d both had such a shit day...

I laid there, wide awake and unable to sleep, letting my mind work out all the crap I hadn’t been able to work out while I was spiraling earlier. And the equation always led back to the same place.

Him.










Chapter 67

Over the next few days, Alice was quiet. She left the house for errands, she met up with her friends a few times, and she even went to The Lounge with me one evening. Neither of us were feeling very social, though, so we bailed and went home.