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“You don’t need to have a shirt on to talk to me.”
I geared up to argue with him—and I really wanted to—but his cock pulsed in his jeans. And then his fingers were on the back of my bra for only an instant before the clasp snapped. A lazy grin spread across his face, full of irritating cockiness and self-satisfaction.
His hands were all over me, making it made it harder and harder to remember exactly what we were arguing about.
“Adam…” But he was too busy tugging my bra off.
“Sorry,” he murmured. “That was distracting.”
“What do I have to do to have a serious conversation with you?”
“I listen better when I have one of your nipples in my mouth.”
What do I say to that?
Absolutely nothing. There was nothing I could say. Adam was playing with me like a toy, pawing at my body, running his hands over me before he brought me close and kissed down my collarbone and the swell of my breast, peppering kisses as light as a feather. Running his tongue in a clear line to my nipple.
I panted. All arguments gone. My hand went to the arm of the couch, just for something to hold on to.
“Keep talking,” Adam murmured and kissed down my breast. Gently, he licked a circle around my nipple and blew over it. The cool air made me buckle above him.
“What?” I asked, dazed.
“You’re trying to fight me on the dress,” Adam reminded me before taking my nipple in his mouth, sucking gently.
A moan escaped me and a fire burned through my body. Oh my god, I wanted him. I wanted him to bend me over the couch or take me on the floor. His bedroom never seemed so far away.
“Piper?” Adam brought me back, tugging at my nipple gently with his teeth.
I whimpered.
With a pop, he released it and played with the other one, gently kissing down my other breast. “You’re going to wear the dress.”
“No,” I blurted out.
“No?”
There was a challenge in his words. He wanted me to be absolutely sure that I wanted to make this difficult before he brought out whatever was the next step. But the joke was on him. I wouldn’t cave. The dress was too much. There was no way I was wearing it.
“Do you know how much I love your leggings?” Adam murmured as he unbuttoned his jeans. “They’re so thin.”
When Adam pressed his full hard-on against me, only restricted by his boxers, I almost collapsed on top of him. Even through the fabric of my leggings, I could feel him. My hips were working before my brain was, and I rocked against him, desperate for friction.
“That’s right, ice princess,” Adam murmured. “You look so perfect like this. Wet, with your tits out, sitting on my cock. Right where you belong.”
I couldn’t do anything but grind against him.
“You’re going to wear the dress,” Adam said quietly. “You’re going to wear it because it makes me happy to buy you things.”
My eyes flickered down to his cock.
“Yes. That kind of happy.” He chuckled, wrapping his hands around my waist with a firm grip, keeping me still. He rubbed his cock against me with a grunt, showing me how excited this made him. “Don’t you want to make me happy?”
I didn’t say anything and Adam cupped my face, tilting me down to look at him again. Waiting for my answer.
“Yes,” I whispered.
“You’re going to wear the dress,” he repeated.
