Page 29 of Such a Bad Girl

Bex sat on my chest and smiled at me. ‘Do you see how fun it can be?’

‘Rebecca, you can’t leave me like this.’

‘Oh, I can. And I will. But first, you need to clean my hand like a good boy.’

She stretched out her wet fingers, and every ounce of my willpower wanted to tell her to fuck right off. Instead, I opened my mouth, moaning as I got another sweet hit of my obsession.

My psycho.

My demon.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

REBECCA

By the endof the second day, my patience wore thin. I couldn’t decide which of us was hornier, Henry or me.

His cock stood rigid, purpling at the tip as I ran my fingers up and down his length, bringing him close to the edge once more. Countless times I’d dragged him to the edge of lust, ready to tip us both over if only he’d give in and beg.

Stubborn fuck.

His shackles were looser now, allowing him to sit, but still tight enough that he couldn’t relieve his own needs.

‘Bex,’ he groaned, arching his hips to drive the head of his cock into my fist.

‘You know what to do. You could beinside me in seconds, filling me while we both come. Don’t you want that?’

‘Yes,’ he moaned. ‘No. Let me go.’

‘Oh, sweetie. We’re so close. You know you want this. Want us. Who else is going to love you enough to do this for you? To take all this time to make sure you know how loved you are?’ I twisted my hand, pleasure making his eyes roll.

‘This isn’t love,’ he whimpered, tipping his head back onto the headboard in exasperation.

‘Then what is it?’

‘Madness. Obsession. You need to let me go.’ Henry met my eyes, hooded with lust, but his face was still lined with anger.

I climbed onto his lap, straddling him with my naked body. The throaty way he growled drove me wild. Pressing my tits to his face, I placed my entrance against the swollen head of his dick, biting my lip as I struggled not to descend and swallow him up.

‘I hate you,’ he mumbled, pressing his hot mouth against my breasts.

‘No, you don’t.’

‘I do. I fucking hate this.’ Teeth grazed my nipple before he sucked the hardened flesh into his hot mouth.

‘If this is how you hate me, hate memore, Henry.’ Thrusting my fingers into his hair, I tugged his head back, watching him tease my flesh with his tongue. The sight of him there, bound beneath me and sucking desperately, had me soaked.

‘When I get out of here, I’m going to make you pay for this,’ he said between lusty mouthfuls of my skin.

‘Don’t let that mouth write a check your ass can’t cash.’

With a violent arch of his hips, he thrust the tip of his cock inside me. For a blissful moment, I let him. The stretch threw me right back to that moment on the woodland floor. The craving to be pinned beneath him was overwhelming.

With a vicious jerk, I yanked his head up, capturing his lips in a slow, heat-filled kiss.

Henry’s tongue invaded my mouth, hungry despite his protests. Panting, I clenched my pussy, luxuriating in the slow, aching stretch.

‘You want more,’ he groaned. ‘So sit the fuck down and take it like a good girl.’

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