She gapes at me for a beat. “You have about three minutes left before I punch you.”
I turn my eyes back to the ceiling before closing them again. “I look forward to it.”
This time, she growls, and fuck, if that isn’t really fucking cute, too.
“You say that now, unt?—”
“Rev, don’t make me take my cum leaking out of your pussy and shove it down your throat to shut you up.”
Now that I’ve said it, my mind latches on to that thought, and, painfully, it makes my dick twitch. I just might have to take a minute to scrounge up my energy first, though?—
“You wouldn’t dare?—”
Never mind.
I’m sitting up and leaning over her before she can finish her sentence, prompting her to squeal and attempt to roll away from me.
It’s too easy to slide my hand under her head and fist her hair, holding her down by her tangled strands while plunging my middle and ring fingers inside her cunt. Her back arches, and she gasps, the sound choked and sharp.
Panic flashes over her eyes, but I hold no sympathy for her. “Dread, stop it right fucking no?—”
Then, I shove them down her throat, strangling the last word and shutting her up, just like I promised. Her eyes blow wide, and she gags, so I retreat them just enough not to trigger her reflex again.
“You can either suck off the cum, or you can try to bite me. But just know, I bite back, baby, and it’ll be your clit between my teeth when I do.”
She stares up at me in shock, her jaw loose as she processes my warning. When she doesn’t move, I arch a brow.
“Suck.”
Her mouth flops for a second before she narrows her eyes into thin slits, but surprisingly, she hollows her cheeks and does as I command.
I bite back a groan. “Good girl,” I murmur, my dick already starting to harden again.
There’s a gleam of calculation in her stare before her expression transforms. Her eyes become half lidded and sensual as she rolls her tongue over my fingers, pointedly swallowing with a soft moan.
I know she’s fucking with me, but that only proves she understands exactly how I might react and is willing to risk it.
I’m two seconds from ripping my fingers out of her mouth and mounting her again when something heavy crashes against the window. The two of us nearly jump out of our skin.
She yelps, and instinctively, I gather her closer into my chest and roll over her further, away from whatever the fuck that was, keeping my chin cocked over my shoulder and my gaze locked on the window.
My heart is pounding, and the sudden rush of adrenaline is almost dizzying.
“What was that?” she breathes, her hands gripping my biceps while her chest pumps wildly.
“Get dressed, baby,” I urge, helping her to her feet before we hurriedly slip on our clothes.
The second I’m dressed, I step to the window and peer out, seeing no one around. But Icansee something in the frosted grass right below the window. I can’t tell what it is, just that it’s small and dark. I’m instantly filled with wariness.
“Is someone or something out there?” she asks from behind me, sounding out of breath.
“Something is, but I can’t see what it is. We’ll have to go get it.”
I crack open the window and listen carefully to see if there are people around.
Thankfully, there’s a side exit to the building that leads directly into the alley. We’ll still need to be quick and grab whatever it is beforeanyone sees or hears us, but it shouldn’t be hard. It won’t be the end of the world if we’re spotted, but I’d rather not deck a reporter in the face for asking Rev a stupid-ass question.
“Do you think someone saw us?” she asks, an edge of panic in her voice. It pulls my attention back to her, and she fumbles to put on her boot.
