I bring my fingers to her lips. Her nostrils flare, the tip of her tongue flicking out. I slide them into her mouth.
A dark smile forms around them.
“You like it, huh? I love your fucking taste too...” I pull the fingers out of her mouth and lick them.
She jerks her head, trying to capture them again.
Lips parted and chest heaving, she looks at me, completely out. Crazed, she rolls her hips, rubbing my cock.
In one move, I crash my lips onto hers and thrust my tongue into her mouth. A moan vibrates in her throat. We lock and kiss, her mouth wet, so ready for my cock.
Breaking the kiss abruptly, I take a step back. Running both hands through my hair, I tick my chin, motioning to her.
“Get down.”
Panting, she stares at me, her eyes burning like embers. She drops to her knees. I edge to her and brace my hands against the wall.
“Take ‘em down.”
Her eyes shoot up at me, her lips trembling. She looks at me, frozen.
“Do you want to be mine?”
She stays silent. I slide my fist into her hair and jerk her. She sears me with her glare.
I smirk.
“Oh. You don’t like it? What did you expect, Senna? You wanted me domesticated? Huh? Is that what it was?”
She stays quiet.
“Answer me!”
Startled, she moves her lips.
“No.”
“Then don’t you fucking pout. Do you want us to fuck hard? We do. Do you want us to be more? You’ll have to wait. We both want it, but right now, it’s not possible. Do you think I ask too much of you, and you want to pull back? That’s fine by me, too,” I say. “Just make up your fucking mind.”
Silence falls over the racks of clothing.
I peel my hand off her, ready to step back.
“I don’t want to pull back,” she tosses at me faster than I expected.
“Good. Then let’s lay down some rules,” I say. “If there’s anything I need to know, open your mouth now and spit it out before you suck my dick.”
She looks at me, puzzled.
No muscle shifts on my face.
“Yes? No?”
“There’s nothing else.”
“Good. Now let’s put our little truce to the test,” I say, slightly tilting my head back.
Eyes trained on her, I unbuckle my belt and pull the zipper down. Rolling my hand over my shaft, I motion to her.