Page 110 of Wanna Play A Game?
“You’re just built for me, aren’t you, Cali? A fucking glutton for punishment.”
His fingers run up the back of my neck, and he threads his fingers into my hair. Then he grips hard.
A jolt of pain runs through me, and I suck in a breath.
Sawyer jerks my head back, and my eyes fly to his blue ones in the mirror.
“Ah, she finally acknowledges me. Is that what it takes, Cali? A little force?” He yanks again, causing tears to well in my eyes.
“Let go.”
Sawyer sucks in a breath and presses his crotch to me. He’s hard.
“Let go,” he mocks.
I snarl at him.
“Awww, look, the bunny is trying to be scary.” Sawyer leans down while pulling my head to the right. He bites down hard on my exposed neck. Dull pain shoots through me, mixing with the sharp pain along my scalp. He bites down harder, and I jerk to get away.
Sawyer chuckles against me, releasing my neck. “You’re so fucking cute.”
“I’m not fucking cute.” I try to whirl around. To pretend like he isn’t making my pussy hot and my muscles tremble. Sawyer presses me into the sink. “Tsk, tsk, just let it happen.” He leans down and bites my shoulder, crushing his teeth into my skin.
I cry out, wrestling against his massive body. I feel my skin bruising.
Sawyer releases me only to bite again, a little bit lower. He bites over and over, bruising and crushing my skin despite my struggle.
Each flare of pain shoots straight to my pussy.
“Fuck off,” I stomp on his foot.
Sawyer doesn’t even react. “Goddamn, you look beautiful covered in my marks.”
He snatches me up and hauls me into the bedroom.
“Sawyer!” I cry out as he throws me on the bed. He crawls up after me immediately. I scramble back. “Stop! I don’t want to do this right now.”
Sawyer flattens my knees with one heavy, tattooed arm, crawling up over my hips. “I don’t think you realize…” He yanks my pants down. “You don’t get a say right now.”
My adrenaline spikes. Sawyer flashes a smile at me, his eyes dark and angry.
I hate that it makes my pussy wet.
“Does it turn you on knowing that you can’t do a thing to stop me right now?” He yanks the boxers down my hips.
“No! You’re fucked up.” I swipe my hand across his eyes to get him off me.
Sawyer drops his head down to my pussy and sucks in a breath. “Goddamn. You’re just a nasty slut, aren’t you? You’re wet as fuck.” His breath puffs on my pussy. “God, I want to eat you until you’re limp in my arms and you stop fighting me. And then I’ll consume the rest of you until you can’t tell the difference between us anymore.” He yanks my legs back, so I’m completely bared to his manic gaze. “You’ll keep no secrets from me, Cali. You can fight me, but you don’t get to lie to me.”
His mouth is so close to my clit, and discomfort rolls through me. I haven’t showered.
Sawyer’s sharp gaze studies me. “Tell me why you’re weird about oral.”
I glare at him. “I’m not being weird!”
“Don’t fucking lie.” Sawyer yanks me close to him. “You were weird with Miles, and now you’re weird again. You’re going to tell me.” His fingers dig into my hips.
“Fine,” I hiss. “You want honesty? Miles was the first one to ever make me come.”
