Page 67 of The Bitter Rival

She carefully adjusts herself, sitting upright briefly before sliding onto the floor and positioning herself between my legs.

“Pull it out.”

I sit back, watching her do my bidding. I’m still so pissed off, I can barely see straight. Maybe a distraction will help. Her nimble fingers work quickly at my pants before she tugs my pants and boxers down vigorously. Lifting my hips, I allow her better access.Well, I am a gentleman.

Bella makes quick work of moving my slacks out of her way before she cups my balls and begins to stroke my dick. I’ve been hard since the first slap of her ass, knowing I planned to punish her for this display. Nothing she did on stage had me turned on. Exposing her beautiful body to others only served to enrage me. The possession I felt when she was with Jeff was nothing compared to that moment.

Her sweet tongue darts out to tease my opening, and a small hiss escapes. I need to control this better. She doesn’t deserve to be rewarded for her actions tonight. “Harder, GG. And don’t you even think about touching yourself or rubbing those soft thighs together. This is all about me. Do you understand?”

Her dark brown eyes flick up to meet mine as she nods, all while continuing to devour me. Her tongue trails up and down my engorged shaft, occasionally dropping lower to give my balls some attention.Hell, this woman.It’s taking control not to let her see how much I’m enjoying her efforts. As she continues to stroke and lick, my mind flashes to that ridiculous stunt with the dollar bill in her tits.

“Get up,” I bark. Grabbing her by the shoulders, I fling her onto the seat. Pushing her shoulders back, so she’s lying flat against the leather, I reach into her jacket and grab ahold of the sorry excuse for a top and rip it down the center. Watching her eyes widen, I climb over her, straddling her chest with my knees. “Squeeze those tits for me, good girl.”

She appears confused until I slide my needy dick between the soft mounds of flesh and place my hands over hers, demonstrating exactly what I want from her. Once she’s holding them firmly against my cock, I reach over her to the window and brace myself as I fuck her tits.

“Oh, Bas, please,” she whimpers.It’s working. I want her all revved up and nowhere to go.

Isabella

“What’s the matter, GG? You wet? Feeling needy?” Sebastian continues to aggressively slide his cock between my breasts, the visual both depraved and decadent. “You need my cock, don’t you?”

“Yes, please.”

“Should’ve thought about that before you pulled that stunt earlier,” he quips.

I’m dying here. My swollen, achy sex is throbbing. I refuse to believe he’ll leave me wanting like this all night. Perhaps if I can hasten his climax, he’ll be more forgiving. Dropping my chin down, I flick my tongue against his crown with each upstroke.

“Fuck.” I hear above me as he quickly pulls away from me.

What? I thought he’d like that.Watching him closely, my mouth waters as he vigorously strokes his hard length over me. The lust in his eyes is intensifying my need for him. Maybe he won’t notice if I bring my thighs together underneath him.

Sebastian starts to grunt as he tugs harder at his shaft. God, I’ve never seen anything hotter in my life. The rapture taking over his face is carnal. I grip my breasts, pushing them together for him, and tease my nipples, hoping he won’t think this is self-gratification. This is all for him.

The grunting turns animalistic as ropes of thick white come are deposited across my breasts. His breathing is labored, but this doesn’t appear due to his orgasm. This feels different somehow. Looking down on me, his deep blue eyes almost seem to penetrate my soul.

Dipping his finger into the milky substance lying on my quivering breasts, I watch in stunned amazement as he begins to trail his finger along my collar bone. Is he marking me? With precision, he alternates dipping his finger and returning to his work. Looking down at my chest as he pulls his finger away for the last time, I can see it in the dim lighting.

M I N E

We arrive at Sebastian’s home, and as Charlie opens the door, Bas is quick to cover me and pull me into his chest as he pulls my leather jacket around me and works his way to the door. Lifting me into his arms, I hear a slight “thank you” directed at Charlie before he carries me up the stairs.

Once inside, he wastes no time walking down the hallway to his bedroom. Stepping into the bathroom, he flicks on the light and deposits me on the counter before reaching in to start the water. He removes his clothing and turns to undress me before picking me up and carrying me into the shower. I’m unsure if this is part of his whole possessive routine he has going on or if he can sense my adrenalin starting to take over. I’m not sure I could stand on my own two feet right now if I tried. The only thing keeping me alert is the overbearing need to be touched. My body is thrumming. It’s unnerving how turned on I am.

I feel his hands sliding up and down my wet, shaky body. This is only building my frustration. Particularly when he allows his soap-covered hand to graze my swollen flesh. But these caresses are few and far between. More of a tease than a relief.

The shower is over far too quickly. He grabs for a towel and dries me off, wrapping it around me before reaching for one for himself. After he’s toweled off, he lifts me and heads for his room. I’m deposited onto his bed, and he lies down on his back beside me. There’s no effort to reach for me or touch my skin.Holy hell. He’s really going to leave me like this.

Sebastian places his arms behind his head, staring up at the ceiling. I’m torn between lust and loathing right now, loathing beginning to take the lead.

“You can get yourself off now if you need to.”

What the hell?

“I’m still too fucking pissed off to get you there, but if you need my cock, you know where the condoms are.”

Part of me wants to storm out of here, but the larger part is horny as hell. Plus, I have to admit, I started this with this ridiculous plan of Kat’s to bring out my alpha male tonight. Ridiculous or not, she was right about the effect this would have on Sebastian. And there’s nowhere else I want to be besides here with this domineering sex god.

I climb over him, straddling him and leaning to the side to retrieve a condom from the drawer.At least he was nice enough to get hard for me again.My eyes connect with his as I roll the condom down his swollen length.If this is what he needs to feel like he’s in charge, that’s okay by me.I got what I wanted out of this situation.

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