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He held the base of his cock and pushed it downward, pointing the tip directly at me. “Want to help?”
Guess the lick along my lower lip hadn’t gone unnoticed. “No,” I whispered—a compete fucking lie and he knew it.
Caressing one side of his penis with his thumb, Gideon kept it angled toward me. Tempting. Tantalizing. Offering.
Clear liquid welled at the slit, and I realized I stared. Panted. My heart thrummed so hard in my chest I wondered if the alcohol I’d consumed made me hallucinate.
Perhaps I’d passed out and dreamed I’d willingly walked into the bathroom. Watched my stepbrother while he jerked off. Squeezed my thighs over thoughts of having his massive cock worked into me. Because with what he packed, there wouldn’t be an easy glide, no matter how wet and willing a woman’s body—
“Let me paint your lips, princess. Give you a little taste of what you’re hungry for.”
“God.” I gulped again. Ensnared by his hand moving over his length.
Another stroke of his thumb, and that droplet at the flared head dripped toward the shower floor…
“Two little steps, Addilyn,” Gideon enticed me with his low, rasped voice that sounded like my insides felt—shredded and ready to combust. “Get on your knees and let me feed you my dick.”
“N-no,” I whispered again, staring. Trembling.
“On. Your. Knees.” He bit the words out, pointing at the marble in front of him.
Still, I hesitated—couldn’t flee and yet couldn’t make myself obey either.
“Get on your knees for me, or I’ll tell your mother where you were tonight.”
Bastard.
I shot him a glare.
His head tilted back further, and he pointed his length right at me. “Knees. Now.”
Three shuffled steps I didn’t plan on and I did as he commanded, regardless of the way he pissed me off. The cool marble of the floor kissed my knees, and I blinked up at Gideon, into eyes once more wild with want. All thoughts vanished from my head.
I was clueless over what to do.
My body combusted into flames beneath his narrowed gaze.
He’ll tell on me if I don’t, I reminded myself, explaining away my obedience to a direction I hadn’t wanted to take. Drunk—I’m drunk—
Slickened heat rubbed over my lower lip, and I gasped.
“Fuck, princess.” A muscle jumped in his jaw as he smeared his pre-cum all over my parted lips. “Stick out that sassy tongue and taste me.”
I flicked out my tongue.
Salt and musk.
Gideon.
Whimpering, I sank onto my haunches, pulling away from him yet still staring up at the guy I told myself I hated. Someone I wasn’t supposed to be attracted to, shouldn’t allow to touch me like he did.
I licked at the wetness coating my lips.
Someone who shouldn’t taste so damn good.
He grabbed hold of my hair and yanked me forward, my widening eyes slamming shut as he shoved his cock past my parted lips. Thick enough my jaw stretched and long enough I gagged.
“Jesus, fuck.” His groan brought wetness to smear inside my panties even as my eyes watered, hazing the vision of him looming over me.
