Page 113 of Titan

“Theia,” he all but growled in my ear, “do as you’re told, or I might have to teach you a lesson.”

“I like your lessons, especially the one where you fucked me until I was too tired to lift my head off the pillow.”

I felt the rumbling of his chest as he made a noise of frustration. It was only when I felt what he was packing poking into my back I smiled and did as he asked, demonstrating to him I could fire the gun. Then I rubbed myself against him. Gil grunted, his fingers digging into my skin with the way he was holding onto me.

“Did I do it right this time?” I asked, keeping my voice innocent.

“Yes, but it doesn’t mean your other behaviour has been as exemplary.”

“Oh? Does that mean I’m in trouble?”

He took the gun out of my hands and stepped away from me. I turned, watching him place it on the shelf.

“Yes,” was the only word he said before he was on me, digging his hand into my hair and pulling my head back.

I let out a pant when he ran his nose up my neck.

“I was going to wait until later, but now you’ve been a very bad little slut, I don’t think I can let that slide.”

Gil gripped my arm and dragged me from the room. I was hard-pressed to keep up with him as he tugged me across the factory towards the stairs leading up to his office. He didn’t acknowledge anyone we passed, nor did he let up in pace until we were safely upstairs with the door shut and locked. He spun me around, making me face him before he loomed over me.

“Tell me, Theia, do you think it’s wise to provoke me?”

I shook my head, my feet backing away from him. He followed me until I was pressed up against one of the glass windows looking out over the old factory.

“Answer the question.”

“No,” I whispered, trembling with need because this version of Gil was hot as fuck.

“I’m glad you agree. Turn around and face the glass.”

My body did as he asked, while my mind was questioning what he was about to do.

“Put your hands on the glass and don’t move them.”

I obeyed, placing them by my head. My gaze went to the men below us, and I swallowed hard. Was he about to do this in full view of them?

Oh, fuck!

I didn’t dare look behind me at what he was doing, worried he’d tell me off if I moved. There was the sound of a drawer opening and closing before I felt him at my back. His hands went to my jeans, unbuttoning them and tugging them down my hips along with my underwear. The window ended at waist level, but it still made me pant, knowing I could be seen.

Gil’s fingers delved between my legs, stroking along my pussy.

“What were you thinking about to make this little pussy so wet, slut?”

“The way you fucked me last night.”

He stroked my clit, making me whine in response.

“Well, it’s much too bad for you, I don’t plan on giving it any relief.”

“W-What? You’re not going to fu—”

He slapped my pussy, making me jolt, and shut my mouth.

“I didn’t say I wasn’t going to fuck you, Theia, but your pussy isn’t going to be filled the way you clearly want it to be.”

My legs almost buckled at his words. We hadn’t done what he was insinuating yet, but it didn’t stop me from wanting it. I had mentioned it one night in bed while discussing what else I was into. Whenever I told him about my sexual fantasies and desires, he took note and fulfilled them for me if he was interested in them too.

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