Page 61 of Crucible
Aurelia’s gaze falls to his plate, which is still full. “You didn’t finish.”
“I’m full.”
“No. You have to eat it all,” Aurelia says deceptively softly while pushing Thorin’s plate back in front of him. “You were so hungry, remember? It was imperative that I feed you against my will, and now I have.” Thorin glares at her while an unfazed Aurelia smiles sweetly down at him. “No dessert or getting up from the table until you clean your plate, boys.”
Khalil huffs then holds his nose and starts shoveling as much as he can fit in his mouth so he can get it over with.
It’s fucking hilarious.
“What about me? I’m finished.” My teeth sink into my bottom lip as I sit back in my chair and eye the inner curve of her tit peeking through the flannel. This girl is more broken than I thought, letting Thorin feel her up after handling her the way he did. “Can I have dessert?”
“Of course you can. You’re such a good boy.” She pats my head like I’m a dog, and even though I know she’s being condescending, it doesn’t work. I take the opportunity to show her why I’m better than those two boneheads. I roll out Zeke’sfreakishly long tongue and let it hang while panting heavily like one.
Aurelia chokes on a shocked laugh, slapping a hand over her mouth when she realizes her slip. The sound is so carefree and genuine that Khalil and Thorin gape from their sides of the table like they have eggs on their faces.
Did I mention how much I adore Aurelia George?
She tries to get away, but I snake my arm out and pull her into my lap before she can get more than a step. “What?” I ask when her amusement fades, and she wears an uncomfortable look. “You said I could have dessert.”
“I meant like pie or ice cream.”
“Do we have ice cream?”
“No.”
“Did you make pie?”
Realizing I have her cornered, she grumbles, “No.”
“Mmm,” I hum as I smell her neck. “Then I guess I’ll have to eat yours.”
While Aurelia’s skin becomes cold and clammy at the thought of me touching her again, I wonder what she’ll taste like. Apple? Cherry? Lemon Meringue?
Our girl is sweet and tangy, so my money is on the latter.
I’ve been hard for her all day, but right now, there’s something else I want more. She’s tense as fuck in my lap, though, so I don’t think she’d go for me eating her pussy.
Damn.
I would have made it so good for her.
Probably.
I could take it, but I’d rather she give it to me. I know despite all their huffing and puffing, Khalil and Thorin feel the same. They’ll wait for Aurelia to come around for as long as they can stand before taking what they’re owed.
I figure she’s got a couple more days before one of them cracks.
“Actually, I’m pretty full,” I say, letting her off the hook. “Maybe next time.”
Aurelia’s still rigid as fuck, but her relief is palpable.
She doesn’t thank me, though, and I don’t expect her to. Since I’m not a good guy and I can’t have her thinking I am, I tighten my hand on her hip when she tries to rise.
“What do you say?” I prod.
“About what?”
“Skipping dessert.”
