paused, his lips quirking into
a smirk. “But of course, we’re not lovers, are we?”
She felt her words come back at her like a smack across the face. “So you’re not going to let me
come.”
“Oh, I might. Eventually.” He sounded so nonchalant the nervousness left her, and she was tempted to
hit him. “Depends on if you can be a nice girl.”
“I’m not a girl.” She spat the words at him and propped herself on her elbows, crawling backwards up
the bed and away from him.
He followed, damn him. Stalked her like a wild beast about to jump its prey. He moved up the
mattress and over her body, his erect cock nudging against her belly when he finally settled over her. His
hands pressed on either side of her head, his gaze locked on hers.
She should be furious. Her body was strung tight, her clit pulsed, her nipples ached. She needed that
climax, she’d been close and he’d taken it away like a pissed off parent took away a naughty child’s
beloved toy.
But she wasn’t mad. If possible she was even more aroused, beside herself that he was close, hanging
above her, about to be inside her. What would it feel like, having that incredible cock filling her, becoming
a part of her for one blessed moment? Would he thrust deep and take her roughly? Or would he be gentle
and slow and drive her crazy?
Anticipation curled through her and without thought she reached out, trailed her fingers down his
damp chest. A fine sheen of sweat made his golden skin glisten, and she wanted to lick him, taste the
musky saltiness of his flesh.
So she did, earning a wretched groan from Trevor that rang in her ears and clamored throughout her
body.
“Don’t touch me,” he said tightly, pushing her back onto the mattress with one finger to her shoulder.
Scarlett went down, stared up at him in shock. “Why don’t you want me to touch you?”
“Because I’m mad at you. I don’t want you to try and make me feel good. I don’t want you to say or
do things you don’t mean either.”
“I…” She paused, searching for the right thing to say. And she couldn’t find it.
“Right. Don’t say a word, don’t touch me.” He bent and kissed her forehead, her temple, her cheek.
“Just let me fuck you.”
“What?” Okay, this was getting weird. What was he doing to her? What did he want from her?
“Shut up.” He kissed her, punished her with his mouth. His lips, tongue and teeth were everywhere,
stealing her breath, stealing her thoughts and she took his anger, swallowed it. Tears stung the corners of
her eyes, and she blinked them away. This wasn’t a time for tears.
This was a time for her to take the punishment she deserved.
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Trevor should’ve gotten up and pushed Scarlett away. Walked her to her car and sent her home. The
woman clearly couldn’t stand him despite the way her body reacted so readily to his.
But she treated him terribly. And fuck if he knew why.
The blowjob had been amazing. She’d sucked his dick like she actually enjoyed it and half the reason
he blew so fast had been her enthusiasm. He knew when a woman liked to go down on a man, all men did.
Many women treated it as an obligation, a tit for tat action that most men didn’t mind returning.
Other women hated it, treated oral sex like something dirty and disgusting.
Not Scarlett, that was for sure.
Something had changed right after the blowjob, and he was unsure of what. A glint shone in her eyes
and that same old defensiveness had returned. It was an act, it had to be some sort of act she used to protect
herself. From what, he didn’t know.
But it was an act that hurt, cut like a knife right to the bone. And Trevor was tired of it. He wanted her
to have a taste of her own medicine.
The kiss he’d given her had been brutal, and she’d taken it. The way he’d talked to her had been cruel,
and she’d accepted it. She watched him, her expression wary and her body restless
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