“No.”He growled.
“So, you can bring me back here and fuck me the rest of the night but that's it?” I ask, mouth falling open.
“Yup.” He popped the P.
“I feel so used.” I mock gasped. “So dirty, like a whore.”
Ethan grabbed my chin and squeezed, holding my mouth open. He leaned in and I thought he was going to kiss me for a second, but he spit in my mouth instead. My cock twitched with interest and I groaned.
I'm so fucked up.
“You are a whore.” He pushed me back as he stood up.
“Ethan…” I frowned but he kept on walking. “Hey!” I grabbed his wrist to stop him. “What gives. I know she's been texting you."
“I'm trying to decide something.” Ethan huffed, looking back at me.
“Decide what?” I let go of his wrist.
“If I want you both.”
I flinched and so did Ethan, realizing his words.
“Shit, that’s not—”
“I want her too and I'm not giving up on her.” I cut him off, voice firm. Fuck Ethan Bunny and his issues. He didn't know if he fucking wanted me? I've wanted no one else but him for years! Blake was the exception, the attempt to move on. I knew I wanted them both after last night. I didn't want to give him up.
“What?” He asked, tone turning icy.
“Yeah. I'm talking to my manager about her, to see if I can start dating. I have this whole plan to meet her as my– kk” His hand wrapped around my throat, choking me. I should have seen it coming but it happened so fast. He had me pinned against the couch, back against the cushions, legs sprawled on the floor.
“I will literally fucking end you, Malcolm. Blake isoff limits.” He seethed, his face inches from mine. I should be terrified but the only thing it did was make my cock harder.
“She wasn't last night when I was balls deep in her tight little pussy.” I goaded. I wanted to see what he'd do to me when pushed. Would he really hurt me?
Doubtful.
“I'm warning you.”
“You're not fucking scary.” I spat at his face.
He snarled, wiping the spit from his cheek and rubbed it over my face. “I know what you're doing, brat.”
“What's that?” I was pretty sure he had no idea this time. It wasn’t often I outsmarted Ethan. I kinda liked it.
“You're trying to get me to fuck you.”
“You fuckingwish.” I laughed. “I'm nothing to you, remember?”
Ethan’s face took on a confused look. “Nothing?” He chuckled, deep and dark. “Is that what you think?”
“You said it!” I hissed, kneeing him in the side.
He grunted and tightened his hand around my throat. “Pretty boy, you make my world stop.” He said with a twinge of pain
“You said you didn't even know if you wanted me.” I hissed, leaning up, getting in his face. “So, get the fuck off me.”
“That doesn't make you nothing.” He said, releasing my throat and moving back. “I'm not supposed to want you both. Wantingyougot me in trouble. I go crazy just from having anyone lookat you for too long, Mal. You've been mine since that day in high school. We played it off for years, but you were. I want to kill anyone that comes near you and I can't do that with you being a superstar. So, what am I supposed to do?”
