Page 39 of Prey

Such an innocent little thing.

“Are you done?” I asked, pointing at her plate. She pushed it slightly away and nodded. “Good.”

I stood up, pulled her back into my arms, and let my hands come down to cup her ass.

“I can walk,” she said, sounding breathless.

I massaged her ass cheeks as I walked us to the couch. She shifted slightly against me, and I smiled, knowing I would find her wet and wanting if I had my hand down her panties.

My girl was fucking insatiable. Lucky for her, I was a man with a big appetite.

I sat down, holding her in my lap, her legs wrapped on either side of me, and her pussy pressed down firmly against my cock.

I grabbed her hips and ground her back and forth, eliciting a small moan from both our lips.

I stilled her and took in her expression.

She licked her lips, trying to get away from me.

Shaking my head, I tightened my arms around her, keeping her still. “I like you where you are.”

“We can’t talk in this position.”

“Why not?” I asked.

Her mouth gaped open. “Because!”

“Because?”

“You’re distracting me.”

“Tough. Now ask your questions, baby.”

I tightened my hold around her hips when she tried to climb off me once more, and she let out a sigh of resignation.

Good girl.

She would learn soon enough that I was in fucking charge when it came to us, and what was more, she loved it when I was in charge.

“You still haven’t answered my last one.”

I thought back to what we were talking about. “You want to know if I jerk off a lot while thinking about you? Fuck, yeah, baby. I do. Just as I know you have been thinking about me when you touched yourself at night.”

Her face heated. “You watched.”

I let her see the hunger in my eyes. “Of course I fucking watched. You are mine. Everything about you, from your greedy little cunt to your delectable little body—” I let my hand run up to her chest, feeling her heart thud heavily against my hand. “—to your heart, soul, and mind. I own every part of you. Isn’t that right?”

I watched as her throat bobbed up and down, and her eyes fluttered shut. My hand drifted up and wrapped around her neck. “Baby?”

She cleared her throat and pulled away. “I should slap you for that.”

I smiled. “But you’re not gonna. ’Cause you fucking love it when I watch, and one of these days, when you’re ready, you’re gonna touch yourself with me in the room, watching you, directing you. Yeah?”

She cast shy eyes down, but not before I caught the desire in them. She wanted this as much as I did.

“Any more questions?”

“Yes. One more, and I’ll be done for the day.”

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