She sucks in a breath and tries to push me off.
“Irvin… please.”
“Please what, my princess? You want me to stop? That’s not happening.”
She grabs the print of my dick, squeezing tight. “Fuck, Lilac.”
I press my finger to her clit and move in slow circles as I take her hand off my dick. This is not how this works. I’m in control—not her.
She arches her back, letting me know she wants me to fuck her.
“Please… fuck me.” Her tone is light as a feather.
“No.”
“No?”
“Not until you admit you have feelings for me.”
I lower my mouth to her clit, licking her until she digs her nails into my skin. She wraps her legs around my shoulders, letting my tongue fuck her.
I pull away and lean close to her ear. “You’re so fucking beautiful, and I own every inch of you. But I need you to admit you have feelings for me. You need to stop lying to yourself.”
She bites her lip. “Why would I lie to you, Irvin? That’s cruel.”
“Lying to yourself is cruel. I’m well aware of my feelings for you. You’re too damn stubborn to admit anything.”
Her eyes flick back and forth—heated. She bites the inside of her cheek.
I can’t take it anymore. I have to be inside her.
I free my dick from my pants and slide into her. She places her hands around my neck.
“Please.”
“Admit you have feelings for me.”
She pouts. “I’m fucking tired of your shit.”
I thrust forward. “Take a nap, my princess.”
I fuck her slow and hard, trying not to nut inside her.
“You’re insane.”
I need her emotionally dependent on me. She knows her true feelings; that’s why she’s hiding them.
I pull out.
“Irvin.”
I remove my tie from around my neck and wrap it around her small wrists, tying it in a neat bow. Next, I place the gag inside her mouth.
Her eyes widen. Desire blooms across her face. Her brown skin flushes.
I slide back inside her and fuck her while she moans against the gag.
I flip her over, grab lube from the nightstand, slide it along her crack, and place her clit stimulator on her.
