Page 32 of Sticky Fingers
“I really wish, if you were going to do this, you would have done it yourself.” She lowers the phone and turns towards me.
I just look at her. I’m not going to start lying to her now.
But I don’t need to fucking admit that it was me either.
I just stare into her eyes for a long moment, not saying a word, and then I take one step toward her. As a grin starts dawning on my lips, I reach for her and rest my hands on her waist, my eyes still locked on hers. I can already feel the fucking temperature in the room climbing.
“Why would you want that to be me? Do you want me to go through your drawers? Do you want me to imagine you in your sexy lingerie, is that it? Because I can do that right now, too.”
Grinning, she gives up on being coy and wraps her arms around my neck, grinding her pussy against my trapped cock—which is already as hard as a rock.
I pull her closer as she presses her tits against my chest and lean in to whisper into her ear.
“Maybe you want me to find your sex toys and imagine using them on you? Thrusting them in and out of your body as you moan and beg for more.”
Pulling back, I tangle my fingers on her hair. Holding her head still, I slam my lips down on hers.
I’m not even thinking straight right now. I’m just working on pure fucking instinct.
I want to dominate her. Control her.
I fucking wish I was sinking into her right now. It’s what I need, more than anything.
She’s so fucking infuriating and intoxicating at the same time.
Tearing her lips from mine, she slowly pulls away, pushing off my chest.
“You really think so highly of yourself, don’t you? I know you thought you could take me out on one date and I’d be that easy.” I watch her fine ass sway as she walks towards my door and away from me. “And maybe you thought that me coming here would be your chance…”
She opens the door and steps outside, her hand still on the handle. “As you’re slowly finding out, nothing about me is that easy.”
The door slams hard behind her as she leaves.
Rubbing my throbbing cock, I sink into a chair. Well, shit, she’s the fucking queen of cock teases.
I’m going to get back at her for this.
Somehow.
