He tightens his lips and wrestles me to my back. “You’re going to pay for that.”
“I hope I do.”
SEVENTEEN
BRODIE
“On your feet,”I order, pulling Ari up as I stand. Then I bend to throw her over my shoulder to her squealing protest.
“Brodie!”
“Think you can just edge me like that? I’ll make you pay.”
I toss her down on my bed, watching her breasts bounce as she lands. She spreads her legs for me and I kneel between them, holding her ankles up by my shoulders. “Hey, I’m no athlete like you,” she quips.
I drop my thumb to her clit and she keens, pinching her thighs around my arm and hand. I work tiny circles there, and I love how damn tight her nipples get. “God, you’re gorgeous.”
“Brodie, that’s?—”
“What is it, baby?” I tease. “Does that feel good? Does that feel like you’re going to come for me?”
“Please, I want you inside me.”
“Is that what you want? I’ll need you to beg for it.”
Her green eyes turn into slits and I know I am fucked. Probably not in the good way. She’s plotting her revenge. “I don’t beg. I think you need to tell me what you’re going to do for me to make up for your crimes.”
I take my hands off her, standing at the side of the bed. She is entirely unbothered, dropping her hand to touch herself. I go to do the same and she kicks my hand away, narrowly missing my junk.
“Hey!”
“You’re the one who wronged me, mister. This feels like the perfect time to make you pay. What’s it gonna be?”
I shake my hands out, trying to clear my sex-drugged brain. She moans to the sound of her fingers pumping in and out of her.
This is torture.
What I want to say is that I’ll make her breakfast and help her take care of her granny. That I’ll take her on dates and hold her purse and if she carries my babies someday, I’ll drive to a grocery store in the city in the middle of the night and get her pickles or peaches or whatever the hell she craves. That I will crawl down Main Street for her, and if Kyle Connors has shit to say about it, I’ll kick his fucking teeth in.
But that’s a lot, and possibly not sexy to bring up either her grandma or Kyle Connors while my cock is covered in her and I’m standing here watching her fuck herself with her own fingers.
I rush out my sentences. “I’m going to treat you like a fucking princess every day as long as you let me, and I’m going to show you off like the precious jewel you are.”
She sucks her slick-coated fingers into her mouth. “Hmm. I think I’m more precious than a jewel.”
“That’s it.”
She cackles as I yank her legs to the edge of the bed, bend over her, and plunge deep into her pussy.
“You’d better watch that sassy mouth, Ari,” I manage over my pounding. “I’ll fuck you until you don’t know how to talk anymore.”
“Oh no,” she feigns, putting her hands on her cheeks and her legs on my shoulders, all while her tits are bouncing from my forceful thrusts. The angle change is so divine I have to clench my jaw to control myself. “That sounds terrible.”
“Careful,” I warn. “Sassy girls don’t get to come.”
She drops her hand to her clit. “Wanna bet?”
“Jesus fucking Christ, Ari,” I grit out. “You bring out the fucking worst in me. I wanna pound you into next week.”
