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I reached my hand to the back of her head, wanting to push her back down but she resisted.

Instead, she sent me a smirk, running a hand up the inside of my thigh.

“I’m done with the games,” she whispered, leaning closer to my face while on her hands and knees. The position she took was erotic, and the smile on her face was devious. Having someone match my energy, fight back and not fall to my feet was refreshing. Never did a woman resist or claim control, but Eleanor was doing both.

“I have a condom in my wallet,” I pointed to the jeans I’d discarded on the floor. She reached down, fumbling for the leather and opening it to retrieve the foil pack.

Like a fucking pro, she opened it with her teeth and slipped out the rubber before placing it on and rolling it down.

I knew she was trouble the minute she walked in and ordered a bourbon on the rocks, but seeing her open the condom with her teeth?

Swinging a leg around and landing across my lap, she pressed her breasts into my face, the fabric sheer enough that I stuck out my tongue to find the nipple I’d been craving. By the way she sucked in a deep breath and put her hands behind my head to pull me closer, I knew she liked it.

She hovered above the tip of my cock, her thong moved slightly to the side. With my mouth on her breast, I drove my hips up to penetrate her tight heat. I slid in and Eleanor gasped. Her walls adjusted to my size and she let out a loud moan, the fuel I needed to drive in again, my hips pistoning inside her.

Her hands landed on my shoulders, using them as leverage as she slammed down to meet my thrusts.

“Ride my cock, Sunshine,” I grunted, matching her pace as we fucked each other.

“I’m not your fucking Sunshine, Tripp.” She gritted her teeth and rocked her hips, fighting for control. She leaned down, placed her mouth on mine, and used her tongue to explore my mouth. I welcomed it, grinning into the kiss.

I was done letting her take charge. I reached up, gripping her neck and squeezing slightly. She pulled away from the kiss, eyes wide and lips puffy. Without another word, I lifted her and slammed her back down onto the seat.

I hovered over her, ready to dive into her pussy again. My cock twitched, missing the warmth—or maybe it was in response to her smart mouth.

“It’s Mr. Watson,” I growled before I slammed inside without warning. I placed my hand on the window and used it to fuck her harder, slamming my cock inside to its hilt.

“Oh, fuck,” Eleanor moaned, her eyes rolling to the back of her head in bliss. Her nails dug into my back, hard enough to leave deep scratches on my skin. I’d be savoring the sight of those in the morning. She was leaving her mark, the pain mixing with the sensation of her clenching around my cock.

“Beg for it,” I coaxed, slowing down my speed to tease her. I wanted to hear her ask for it, submit herself to me.

Instead of doing as I asked, she reached back and cupped my ass, slamming me inside on her own.

I laughed, deep and menacing.

“I don’t beg for anyone,” she replied with a wicked grin. Her smart mouth was turning me on even more, which I hadn’t realized was possible, considering my cock was already hard and aching.

My hand moved from the window and latched across her mouth, showing her that I was in full control. My other hand found her clit and I pinched hard. She yelped beneath my hand, but I didn’t stop. I pulled my cock from her, leaving her whimpering from the loss.

“You’re going to be a good girl and take my cock without any sass, do you hear me?” I tilted my head. Her lips curled into a snarl.

I pinched her clit again and she jumped.

“Nod if you understand, Eleanor.”

She refused again, standing her ground like the stubborn woman I was learning she was. If she thought I was the kind of guy to let her win, she’d provoked the wrong man.

When she didn’t answer, I took my hand from her clit and pulled down her bra, freeing those perfect breasts from the fabric.

“I’ll ask again, will you take my cock without talking back?”

She blew a hard breath out of her nose, likely telling me to fuck off.

I laughed and shook my head. I was having too much fun playing this little game. My mouth latched onto her nipple, the soft peak warm between my lips as I sucked hard. My teeth clamped down just enough to evoke the right amount of pain. I brought my hand back to her entrance and drove two fingers inside her.

Eleanor whimpered as I stimulated her at the same time. Right when I felt her walls clench like she might come, I pulled out and stopped.

She huffed and wiggled beneath me. I dove in again, this time sucking the other nipple and using my fingers to rub her clit in circles. My tongue lapped at her skin, swirling in the same slow motion.