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“Yes,” she whispers, closing her eyes. “I’m always wet around you guys.” Fuck, that admission goes straight to my cock.

I pinch her clit, hard. “Look at me,” I command harshly. “Don’t look away unless I tell you it’s okay.”

Moving my fingers under the fabric, I slide my digits along her swollen folds. “Do you want my fingers inside your greedy cunt?” I rasp. She whimpers and bites down on her bottom lip.

When she squeezes her legs together and turns her head away. I pinch her clit again, hard enough that she cries out. “N-no.” Defiance burns in her eyes as she looks at me again. “I don’t want you to touch me at all, Soren.” Her tone is pure frost.

Unable to hold back, I lean closer, nuzzling my face against the crook of her neck while I part her pussy lips. Then I push two fingers inside her. “Your body wants me,” I rasp. “You’re drenched.”

My fingers thrust in and out of her as I lick, kiss, and nibble my way up her slender neck. Reaching her ear, I bite down on the lobe until she cries out and her pussy contracts around my fingers. More wetness pools, making it clear just how much she enjoys this.

“Do you want to come?” I ask, tightening my hold on her neck.

“I already said no,” she hisses.

“Don’t lie to me.”

She moans when I scissor my fingers, making sure to touch the spongy walls inside her. “I’m not fucking lying,” she cries, lifting her hips so I can go deeper. “My body might want you, Soren. But make no mistake, I fucking hate you right now.”

Maybe she’s speaking the truth, but I don’t care. I’m far beyond caring with my fingers buried deep inside her, and the sweet scent of her arousal spreading to my nostrils. She’s lying. I know she is, but it doesn’t sound like she knows it.

“Hate me all you want,” I rasp. “But I’m going to make you scream my name.”

I pick up my pace, fucking her harder. Thrusting my fingers all the way inside her until she’s shaking and moaning incoherent words. Her eyelids droop, but before they fall all the way closed, she forces herself to look back at me. Her cheeks are rosy and pleasure swims in her blue eyes.

“Soren!”

“Come for me,” I demand harshly. “Come all over my fingers like a good fucking whore.”

With a cry, she detonates. She throws her head back and her eyes are squeezed shut. She gyrates her hips, eagerly seeking out my touch. Without warning, she lifts her arm and wraps it around my neck, using the hold to pull me closer.

“What are you—”

Gail slams her lips to mine, moaning into my mouth as our tongues stroke each other. Our teeth clash, she even knicks my bottom lip. There’s nothing gentle in the way she takes what she wants, and fuck me, I love it so much I flex my hand still on her throat.

I ease my fingers out and move them to her clit, rolling and pinching it to prolong her orgasm, and I don’t stop until she breaks our kiss so she can beg me to let go.

“It’s too much,” she moans shakily.

Removing my hand from her pussy, I bring the fingers coated in her wetness to my mouth. With my hold on her neck, I force her to watch as I lick the digits clean, moaning as her taste hits me. “You taste so fucking good,” I groan.

Then I let go of her neck and sit back in my seat, intending to start the car and drive us back. But before I get the vehicle started, Gail leans closer, her hand palming my hardness. “Where’s my payment?” she asks.

I chuckle. “In the fucking trunk.”

She looks outraged. “You’re paying me in fucking food and vitamins?”

Shrugging, I add, “And a few blankets and an orgasm.”

Tightening her hold on my cock, she licks her lips. “I don’t think so,” she purrs. “I’m not done with you yet, Soren.”

Gail

Soren’s lips crash against mine, and it’s like someone lit a fuse straight to my core. His kiss is demanding, devouring, as if he’s starving—and God, I must be his meal. My fingers thread through the dark tresses at the nape of his neck, pulling him closer—if that’s even possible.

“God, Gail,” he groans against my mouth, and there’s a possessiveness in his grip, an urgency in the way his body presses against mine. It’s rough, raw, and everything I didn’t know I craved until this very second.

I know I shouldn’t give in to him like this, not after everything he’s said and done, especially not after claiming a damn blanket is enough payment to finger fuck me. Seriously, I must be more messed up than I realized to want him the way that I do.

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