Page 99 of Sweet Hate
So…
What are you wearing?
Sprinks
Haha, the same as what you saw me in earlier.
Me
Yes, let’s talk about those tight yoga pants you had on.
Sprinks
Uh, why?
Me
Your ass looked so damn perfect in those things, I was torn between spanking it for teasing me or ripping them off to fuck you right there on the damn counter.
I don’t know whether I should ban you from wearing them or fall to my knees and beg you to wear them again, now that I can strip them off you with my teeth and bury my face in your sweet cunt.
Sprinks
It’s cute you think you can ban me from doing anything.
A laugh bursts out of me at her words. That sassy mouth might just be my favorite thing about her.
Me
That was your takeaway from what I just said?
Sprinks
Oh, I’m so sorry.
Should Ihave said you’ve got me so horny that I am desperate for you to rip them off me and tongue-fuck me until I scream your name instead?
Fuck. Me.
Her words have my cock rock hard in less than a second, the zipper of my jeans digging in uncomfortably.
As much as I hated London for taking her away from me, I see how she’s changed. I’m watching my girl soar. How can I ever really regret what happened?
I never thought I’d hear—or read—the wordstongue-fuckfrom her. Sprinks might just be a dirty talker. The hum of electricity that’s been present since her return is sparking off, ready to blow.Or maybe I am.
Could she be any more perfect for me?
Me
Affirmative. *Panting dog GIF*
Sprinks
I want you, I need you, oh baby, oh baby.
Me
Did you just quote 10 things I hate about you to me?
