“It’s the difference between me calling you my beautiful, messy whore and you liking it—or not. What if the impact play is too much? What if I sink my teeth into your plump ass as you beg for me and I mistake your cries of pain for pleasure? What then?”
I couldn’t help the whimper that escaped my mouth.
I want her so bad.
“Bonfire,” I whispered and shuffled toward her on my knees. My hands gripped her pants. “Emerson…”
Her jaw hardened.
“Are you begging for me already? You can’t even hang in there for a few minutes?”
“Please,” I whined. “I can’t. You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for this.”
She let out a chuckle.
“Pearl Meadows… Have you always been such a needy whore?”
Her insult went straight to my pussy, but it gave me the confidence I needed.
“For you,” I admitted. “Only for you, Emerson.”
“Youhavealways been like this, haven’t you? A needy, begging mess,” she said in a mocking tone that had me flushing. I wouldn’t deny it if I could. “But no one could see you. Not like I did. Not like I am right now. And no one else will have the chance to.”
She dropped to her knees in front of me, her hand slipping to the hair in the back of my head and grabbing hold of it. Her grip was strong and gave her total control.
I tried to kiss her, but she held me back.
“You get a kiss when I decide you deserve it,” she growled. “Now show me how wet my slut is for me.”
I ran a hand down my body to my pussy and dipped it between my legs. A moan slipped out as my finger grazed my sensitive clit.
“Don’t you dare get yourself off yet.”
I wet my fingers and pulled them out to show her. They glistened in the light of the room. She looked at them like she was starved.
“So needy. So desperate… and all mine. Now, give me a taste.”
My heart skipped at her declaration. I moved my fingers toward her, and she slowly ran her tongue up and down.
She wasn’t justtastingme. She wassavoringme.
I yearned to feel that tongue between my legs.
Before I had time to prepare myself, she was forcing her lips against mine and pulling me into an all-consuming kiss.
My head spun. I had dreamed of this so many times, and now here Emerson was, kissing me like she was trying to suck my soul from my being.
I was pretty sure I stopped breathing.
Her tongue and teeth were brutal as we kissed. It didn’t feel as much like a kiss as it did a… claiming? Or a reminder that I was hers and she was putting me in my rightful place.
You will not hear me complain.
She kissed me like I didn’t deserve it—her. Like she was angry and taking it out on me. And I soaked in every cruel moment, getting hotter as the seconds went on.
I tried to keep up with her, but when she yanked me off her without warning, I was panting and shaking.
“Upper body on the bed, ass hanging in the air. If you can follow the rules, I’ll reward you with another one of those.”
