“Be smart, Elsa. If you pay like a good girl, you get what you want.”
r /> I remain motionless for a while. I didn’t do anything wrong to pay, but if I say that, if I provoke him right now, then I have no idea what his demons will do.
Fine. If he wants sex then I’ll consider it a charity.
Or at least that’s what I tell myself as I nod.
He gets off me and cold air causes goosebumps to rise on my naked thighs.
I swallow, fingers clenching on the sofa as I wait for the inevitable.
Five seconds pass.
Ten.
Twenty.
I glance behind me through my tangled blonde strands.
Aiden sits on the chair, leaning on his elbow and watching me intently.
I stumble to a sitting position, smoothing my skirt down. “Now what?”
“Now.” He tilts his head. “I’ll fuck that mouth, sweetheart.”
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I’ll fuck that mouth, sweetheart.
My lips part in stupefaction as Aiden stands up. He rolls the cuffs of his shirt to his elbows, revealing a hint of his arrow tattoos. They ripple with the strong veins of his forearms.
He motions in front of him. “Kneel.”
No way in hell.
“Do you want me to make you?” He raises an eyebrow. “Is that it?”
One second passes.
Two.
Three.
“Last chance, sweetheart.”
If I bow to his command, he’ll have me at his mercy all over again. He’ll step on me just like before.
I promised myself that I’ll no longer take what he offers while I’m lying on the ground.
I’ll give back what he takes.
“Tell me something about you,” I blurt.
“Something about me,” he repeats still wearing that poker face.
“If you want to fuck my mouth, then you’ll tell me something no one else knows. I want the real Aiden, not the one hiding behind a facade.”