“Why are you doing this to me?” Kristen mumbled weakly when he grabbed her by the hips, pulled her up, the move causing her back to leave the bed and her bottom to rest on his thighs.
“I’m curious about something,” Garrett said, shifting as he grabbed hold of her legs and-
“Oh, God...”
-slowly rolled his hips, the move causing his very thick, and very hard, cock to settle against her slit.
“When did you fall in love with me?” Garrett asked, looking completely relaxed while she lay there, struggling to make sense of what he was saying.
“What?” Kristen somehow managed to get out as he moved the underside of his cock between her lips.
“When did you know that you loved me?” Garrett asked, keeping his hold on her with one hand while he reached over with the other and began caressing her clit with the pad of his thumb.
“When I made you walk the plank?” Kristen said, really hoping that was the right answer because she honestly wasn’t sure how much more of this she could take before she ended up begging him to-
Chuckling, Garrett continued caressing her clit in lazy circles while his hips moved, his cock sliding back and forth, teasing her core and making her ache to feel him slide deep inside her. “It was difficult not to feel your undying love when you poked me with a stick to see if I was still alive,” Garrett said, making her lips twitch only to make her moan again.
God, this man was evil.
“I also nudged you with my foot,” she pointed out.
“It was a heartwarming moment,” he said, nodding solemnly as he pulled his hips back until the tip of his cock was resting against her entrance.
“It really was,” Kristen said, licking her lips anxiously as she waited for him to push inside her.
“But it wasn’t the moment when you realized that you were in love with me, was it?” Garrett murmured, his gaze flickering to her while he took his time teasing her clit.
“It was the moment when I realized that you could take one for the team,” Kristen said with a hopeful smile that quickly died away when the thumb teasing her clit suddenly went still. “When did you turn evil?”
“When you suggested that we head down to the community pool and try again if I pulled through,” Garrett drawled while she did her best not to wince.
Clearing her throat, Kristen said, “I’d really like to change the subject now.”
“And what would you like to discuss?” the evil bastard asked conversationally while she lay there, wiggling her hips in an attempt to get his focus back where it needed to be.
“My needs?” Kristen managed to get out as she rolled her hips only to moan when the move caused the thick tip to tease her.
“When?” the evil bastard determined to drive her crazy said as he pulled his hips back just enough to allow the tip to tease her.
For a moment, Kristen didn’t say anything as she slowly narrowed her eyes on him while she debated her next move, until finally, she realized that she didn’t have a choice. She opened her mouth and-
“Ow!” Kristen winced, grabbing onto her side as she moved to pull her legs back only to have the large man, who clearly forgot that she’d used this move when they were ten to get out of dodgeball, move out of her way. It saved her ass then, and it looked like it was about to save her ass now, Kristen thought, forcing herself to bite back a satisfied sigh that would only make this more difficult as she curled up onto her side and waited for the right moment to make her move.
“Kristen?” Garrett said, sounding concerned as he shifted on the bed behind her and-
“This is just sad,” the man who was clearly in denial said as she took him by surprise and launched herself at him.
“Now, it’s my turn,” Kristen said with a satisfied sigh as she used her new position to her advantage and took over, pushing him back onto the bed as she grabbed his obscenely large arms and pinned them to the bed.
“Now,” Kristen said, shifting to get more comfortable, “where were we?”
“You did that sad fake cramp thing that you pulled in fifth grade that had the coach letting you out of class out of pity,then, you jumped up, seemed to have startled yourself, turned over too quickly, which caused you to land face-first on the bed, grumbled to yourself, pushed yourself up, muttered to yourself, then seemed to have regrouped there for a moment before you climbed onto my lap and slapped your hands against my chest, grunted a bit there until I took pity on you and laid back. Then, for some reason that I still don’t understand, you started yanking on my arms until I took the hint and let you pin them to the bed. Then, you released a satisfied sigh for some reason, shifted, and then nodded to yourself,” Garrett said, earning a pitying look.
“It’s honestly so sad that you can’t accept defeat,” Kristen said, shifting to get more comfortable while she debated her options, make him admit defeat or-
“Oh, God...”
“Who says I lost?” Garrett asked, making it really difficult to focus as he shifted beneath her, the move causing his cock to rub against her again.
