“Fine. Be a stubborn ass.”
She walks to the door and throws it shut. I cock my head, confused at what she is doing.
She turns and begins undoing the buttons on her blouse, swiftly moving down until all the buttons are undone.
“What are you doing?”
She throws her shirt off onto the floor. “I’m going to bed.”
She quickly undoes the button and zipper on her pants and pushes them down.
I know I’m sitting here, gaping at her hot body, giving her exactly what she wants, but I don’t care. I can’t help myself. No man could stop from getting turned on by watching her. I’m shocked that she doesn’t have a boyfriend or fiancé or husband.
She walks over to my side of the bed. She puts her finger under my chin and lifts it up, closing my jaw.
“It’s not polite to stare, you know.”
She tries to move away, but I grab her wrist.
“It’s not polite to tease.”
“Who said I was teasing?”
I narrow my eyes at her.
She reaches behind her with her free hand and undoes her black lace bra. She slides one arm out of it, and I immediately release her other hand to watch her bra fall to the floor.
I watch her bite her lip out of the corner of my eye, but I can’t take my eyes off her breasts. Her nipples are hard, begging for me to take them into my mouth. I grip my hands to keep from feeling the fullness and softness of her breasts.
She clears her throat, and I look up at her. She thinks she’s won this fight. That, if I show her how badly I want to fuck her, she will have the upper hand. So, I do the only thing I can to keep my power.
I pull her onto the bed. I toss her over me onto the bed next to me, and I climb on top of her, pinning her to the bed beneath me. Our faces are millimeters apart as we both breathe fast. She licks her bottom lip, anticipating a kiss that I’m desperate to give her.
In all our years together, growing up, I never thought to taste her lips. I never thought to date her. To make out with her. To get her naked. Fuck her. But then the girl I used to know would never have dared to get naked in front of me just so she could win a fight.
I move just a little closer, taking every second of this in because this is the closest I will ever get to her. I won’t fuck her. Even if I wanted to, she hates me too much to let me touch her. This is just a game to her.
“Good night, Tori.” I roll off of her, rolling away from her to turn off the light.
She growls lightly in her throat.
“Disappointed, Tori?”
“No, just shocked that you are able to resist me.”
I roll back over and throw my arms around her, pressing my dick against her ass. “You want me to be nice and caring and do what’s right, right?”
She nods.
“This is me doing that.”
I pull her tighter to me, showing her just how badly I want her. My cock pushes harder against her. And, if she listens closely, she will be able to hear my heart beating as fast as hers.
“Comfortable?” I ask, knowing that she won’t say no. She’s too stubborn, just like me.
“Perfect.”
I grin.