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Slick pre-cum drips down the head of his cock, and he wipes it all over his length, smoothing out his strokes. Both delicate and animalistic. I can’t stop looking … Can’t stop fantasizing about seeing him come.

“Oh, I’m already burning,” I say.

“I want you on flames, Lexi,” he growls, still jerking off. “Show me what you thought when you first saw me jerk myself off behind the curtain. When you danced … when you secretly wanted to fuck my brains out.”

I gasp.

“Yeah … I know. Why do you think I grabbed you?”

“Because you …”

“Because I like you. Because I wanted to see you come undone like you saw me come undone.” A devilish smile appears on his face. “Now, show me what you felt. Show me what it looks like when you come.”

He wants to see me fall apart just to prove to him how much we want each other.

I don’t blink twice. Pure need drives me to tease myself, to lick my lips as I watch him watch me. His obsession with me is a fucking drug, and I can’t get enough. I chose this. I choose fucking over escaping. I’ve completely lost my mind … to him.

“Yes, Lexi. That face. That’s what I wanna see. Lust. Desire. Surrender to the need. Give it all to me.” He furiously pumps himself and the faster he goes, the faster I go. I feel connected, even though we’re not even touching; our eyes never breaking contact are enough.

“Imagine my fingers on your clit …” he murmurs, and I bite my lip. “Imagine my tongue sweeping across your nipples.”

“Yes …” I moan, unable to control myself.

“Imagine my mouth on your pussy, my tongue diving in to lick you. I could do it every day, Lexi. I’ll lick you every fucking day of the week. Breakfast. Dinner. Dessert. I’ll put you on my fucking table and suck your pussy dry.”

“Fuck, yes.” My pussy thumps with pleasure as I near the edge.

“Imagine my cock plunging into you, claiming your pussy. I take control of your body; you can’t move, can’t breathe, can’t think … I’m the only thing you want, and you know it. You want me to take away your freedom because the very act makes you experience true freedom.”

“Yes!” I don’t know what I’m saying. I’m nuts, but I can’t hold it any longer.

I’m tipping on my toes, my fingers flicking my clit like there’s no tomorrow. His domineering voice is such a complete turn-on. I’ve never experienced something like this, and it’s giving me a fucking high like cocaine.

“I’ll fuck you because you belong to me. I’ll give you my cum … if you give me yours,” he growls. “Now come, Lexi. Come for me.”

“Yes … Yes! Fuck, I’m coming,” I moan out loud as the heat washes over me, my clit thudding as my release pulses through my body. Panting, I lean back against the windowsill and shake out the final rush.

But then his voice brings me right back into the moment, forcing me to open my eyes and face the admittance I just gave him. “C’mere.”

I step forward, but he holds up one finger in the air, making me stop. “No.” Then his finger points downward. “On the floor.”





Chapter 18





Alexis





I wanna tell him to go fuck himself, but he already is, so that’s useless. Instead, my pussy clenches from his words. Fuck my pussy. Like literally, fuck my pussy … that’s what he needs to do. And I’m fucking mad … mad to the point that I’m actually doing what he says.

I keep kneeling as long as his eyes bore into me until both my knees and hands are on the floor. A smile slowly creeps onto his face, and he releases his cock from his grip. It bounces up and down, glistening with pre-cum and drawing my attention like a fucking beacon.

“You want this? Come and get it then,” he says. “Show me how badly you want it. How far would you go?”

“Just take me,” I murmur.

He sits back in the chair and watches me amused. “Come.”

I crawl toward him, grinding my teeth while doing so, but knowing full well I’m admitting my own defeat. He has me right where he wants me … and the fucked-up part is that I want to be here.

“That’s it. Come to me,” he croons.

I do as he says until I’m right in front of him, my mouth watering at the sight of his cock in my face. I can already taste him in my mouth. I hunger for it.

But then he says something that takes me by surprise.

“Turn around.”

I frown but twist on my heels until my ass is pointing toward him. I wait and wait, but nothing happens, and I get the sense he’s just messing with me. I’m this close to calling him out for it, telling him that I’m not just a piece of ass, when he places his hand on the small of my back.