She says it so confidently that for a second, even I almost believe her. But Bambi knows we’ve never been “just friends”, so the fact that she’s trying to cling onto thatlabel, even now, almost makes me laugh. Denial keeps her comfortable, so I’ll let her have this. At least for now.
“Whatever you say, Bambi.”
She opens her mouth, ready to argue her point, but when my words click, the fight leaves her eyes almost immediately.
Her brow furrows, and I can tell she’s already starting to overthink this. Probably questioning why I gave in so easily and wondering if there’s some kind of loophole I found to get out of her little terms and conditions.
There isn’t. This woman could take everything she wanted from me, and I’d probably thank her for the privilege. I’m that fucking gone for her.
“So…” I drawl, tilting my head at her.
She looks up at me, and I’m suddenly painfully aware of how naked she is. “So what?”
“I agreed to your terms, now it’s time to agree to mine.”
“I did agree.”
“Not fully.”
Realization dawns on her, and she levels me with a look of outrage. I stand firm on what I said and stare right back at her. After a little silent standoff, she lets out an exaggerated sigh and finally moves to speak. “Echo, will you-”
“Ah. Ah. Ah.” I tsk. “I want it done properly. On your knees, Bambi.”
Her lips flatten into a thin line, and she cuts her eyes at me as she reluctantly slips out of bed.
“You’re an asshole.”
“That I am,” I say smoothly. “Now get on your knees and beg for this cock.”
She takes her sweet time lowering herself to knees, and by the time she’s knelt down in front of me, her expression has gone from very annoyed to downright sinful.
She inches closer to me, and when the aroma of her peach-scented skin hits me, it takes all the strength I have not to grab her by the hair and show her exactly what the fuck she does to me.
She looks up at me with those fuck-me almond-shaped eyes I dream about, and slowly licks her lips.
“Echo.” She says, sliding my pants and my boxer briefs down my thighs. “Will you please give me some cock?”
Her eyes shift from my face to my dick, and the hunger I see in them is enough to drive me crazy.
“You can have whatever the fuck you want, beautiful.”
She smiles up at me as she takes my thick cock in her hand and leans forward to slowly slide her tongue from the base all the way up to the tip.
I hiss through my teeth at the sensation, and my hand finds her hair instinctively. She wraps her lips around my cock, swirling her tongue, and I swear to god, for a second, my vision completely blacks out.
She’s so fucking good at this.
Bambi takes her time exploring my cock. Licking and nibbling and sucking and stroking. All the while, watching my every reaction.
She’s studying me the same way I’ve been studying her since the night we met, andJesus Christ, she might be even better at it.
“Bambi.” I groan, her name coming out way more strangled than I intended.
She hums against my cock and looks up at me, wild amusement shining in her eyes as she keeps sucking.
Goddamn, she knows exactly what she’s doing.
I tighten my grip on her hair and pull her back before this ends earlier than either of us want it to.
