The scent of her perfume is intoxicating, but it's the scent of her arousal that drives me wild as I back her up against a wall and sink down to my knees in front of her.
Summer might not see it yet, but she's the only person in this world I'd allow to have power over me.
And if I'm being honest, I didn't have that power to begin with. Not from the first moment I kissed her or felt her tight little pussy around me.
Someone should study the hold she has over me. It has to be a drug.
Summer moans, her back arching, her hands running through my hair as I nip the inside of her thigh. "This doesn't change the fact that we're fighting right now."
I smirk, sucking on her thigh hard enough to leave a mark. By the time I'm done with her, there's going to be no question that she's mine, even if she wants to pretend she isn't.
Nipping at her skin, I kiss a little higher, fingers climbing to pull the slip of satin covering her pussy out of the way.
She pulls on my hair, trying to get me right where she wants me. "Don't be a tease. Not when I'm pissed off at you."
"I'll do what I fucking want, and you're going to take it like the good little slut we both know you are." I flick my tongue over her clit once before kissing my way down her other thigh and back up.
She squirms against my face, her arousal dripping down her thighs.
I lick it up, my tongue tracing patterns on her legs.
Summer rolls her hips, grinding down onto me like she's going to be able to take more than I want to give her.
This is going to be the lesson that teaches her who she belongs to, whether she likes it or not.
"Noah." She hooks one leg over my shoulder, her heel digging into my back and trying to pull me closer.
Instead, I pull back, standing up and grabbing her, spinning her around and pushing her chest against the wall.
Her hands splay against the brick, and her breathing hitches, lust shining in her eyes as she looks at me.
"I don't know what the fuck you?—"
I clamp a hand over her mouth, dragging her head back until she's against my chest. "I'm going to have my way with you, and when I'm done, you're going to remember who the fuck you belong to. You're going to be begging for me to keep you locked away just so you can have my cock whenever you want. And if you're a good girl, I might just let that happen."
She tries to mumble something against my hand—something insulting, I'm sure—but it's muffled.
Her tongue flicks across my palm, and when that doesn't work, she bites down.
I chuckle, forcing her mouth open and slipping my fingers inside her mouth. "You're going to stop being a little brat, and you're going to start sucking, just like you want to suck my cock."
Her teeth graze against my skin before her tongue slides over my fingers.
I press into her, my cock digging into her ass. I grind deeper into her, pressing her harder into the wall.
She lets out a deep moan, sucking my fingers deeper into her mouth, her tongue working them exactly like she works my cock.
"Fuck." I reach down with my other hand, slipping my hand between her legs, sliding it against her slick pussy.
Summer rocks into my touch, trying to grind down while she keeps sucking my fingers.
I dip two fingers into her pussy, her inner walls clenching around me as she cries out around my fingers.
"Good. Take it all. You're aching for me, aren't you, little slut?"
Her head rolls back on my chest, tears in her eyes as she takes my fingers as deep as she can into her mouth. When her cheeks hollow and she sucks hard, I slide out of her pussy and mouth.
She whimpers, pushing back against me until I take a step back, reaching for the zipper on her dress. "This still doesn't change anything. You're still a fucking asshole."
