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I grab his hair and tug just hard enough to guide his lips back to mine and make him groan into my mouth.
"You want me to work for it?" I murmur against his lips. "Then you better be worth the effort, Dixon. Prove it to me."
There's a challenge in my eyes that I know he can't resist. He spins us, pressing me against the door now. He pulls my shirt over my head with a speed that leaves me breathless. His hands caress my tits, callouses gliding gently against my nipples, his fingertips pinching them — hard enough to make me gasp and glare at him.
“Fuck you, you tit-twisting piece of shit.”
He chuckles. Then, without warning, he turns me around again and drops to his knees behind me.
“Let me show you what ‘proving it’ means, princess.”
He grabs my pants, pulls, until they and my panties are around my ankles. A rough hand pushes me forward, while a kiss, and then another, and another, touches me from behind.
His lips trace a path that climbs upward, igniting a trail of fire on my skin, until they find their destination. I make a noise, something between a growl and a moan, and my fingers dig for purchase on the door, gripping it as if it were my lifeline.
"Fuck you," I hiss through clenched teeth as he looks up at me with those piercing eyes, his tongue doing wicked, incredible things that make me want to punch him in the face.
"That's the point, Alexandra," he replies confidently. “That work you did with the lipstick? So fucking shoddy. Someone has to make those people out there believe we actually fucked. It’s up to me to save your ass. And taste it.” He dives back in with a fervor that leaves no room for doubt. “Now, scream for me. Let me hear it. Make those motherfuckers out there hear just how much you love my tongue.”
I grit my teeth, refusing to give him the satisfaction. "You son of a bitch."
"You're so fucking wet for me," he whispers, sending a shiver down my spine. A flutter of his tongue makes me gasp and pound my fist against the door. Then again, and I shiver. "I know you’ll cave eventually. Can’t wait to hear you break for me, princess." His words are like lighter fluid on the fire raging inside of me.
"Never. You fucking arrogant prick. I despise you."
A finger enters me, finds a spot that makes me forget my name. My resolve crumbles like a house of cards in a hurricane, and the walls I've built around myself for years shake against the earthquake force of the orgasm inside me.
I can’t do this.
I can’t let him beat me.
Gritting my teeth, I force myself away from the door. At first, Dixon chuckles and grabs my hips, pushing me back into place. “Just shut your mouth and enjoy what I’m about to give you.”
With all my strength, I turn around and grab him by the chin.
“Lie back, you bastard. I’ll show you what it’s like to break.”
When he doesn’t, I slap him. Hard.
“Well, when you ask nice like that, how can I say no?”
“Fuck you.” I hit him again. “Lie back and let me suck your fucking cock, you goddamn piece of shit.”
He laughs, but he lies back. “Couldn’t wait for it, huh?”
I climb atop him, straddling my pussy over his face while my hands free his cock and guide it toward my mouth.
“I’m going to show you what I can do, and I bet I can make you come first.”
“Is that a challenge?”
“No, it’s a statement of fact, you idiot.”
Adrenaline pulses through my veins as I take him in my mouth, dragging my tongue across the head of his cock and savoring the taste of him. His breath hitches for a moment, and I know I have the upper hand, however briefly. I grind myself against his face in retaliation, ready to prove a point. God, I hate him. But his cock feels so good in my mouth, so thick. I wrap my hand around the base, squeezing just enough to elicit a moan from him.
Take that, Dixon, you asshole.
I swallow him deeper into my mouth, letting my tongue swirl around his shaft as my hand works the base of his cock in time with my lips. I can feel him twitching already, and it only fuels the fire inside me to win this goddamn bet, to be the one to make him come first.
