It rustles in the rack of my suits.
“Got you!”
Dani screams as I grab her.
She’s just wearing a T-shirt and—
And nothing else.
She reaches a hand down to pull at the shirt, which is riding up.
“I just—” She gasps as I twist her arm. “I need something to wear for tomorrow. I thought you were in your study. I thought I could sneak in. I can’t go to work looking like—”
“A fucking sex toy.” Wrenching my arm, I throw her against the cabinet in the middle of the closet.
It makes the T-shirt ride up farther, giving me a peek at her ass.
“Did you? Or were you going to try and sneak into my bed?”
“I swear.” She licks her lips. I can almost taste the bloodred wine on her mouth. “You could treat me like that if you want, though—a fake girlfriend with benefits.”
She screams and claps her hands over her mouth when my palm slaps the marble next to her.
“I don’t want to kiss you.”
“Then what do you want?”
She won’t give this up.
“I just want to pretend you’re someone else,” I snarl at her.
She’s upset. It’s obvious.
“Turn around.”
“I’m going to go.”
“I said turn. The fuck. Around.”
“Why?” she whimpers.
“Because”—I unfasten my belt—“I’m going to give you what you want. And make you sorry you even asked.”
“Oh my god.” Her whole body trembles.
“Bend over,” I order her.
Her teeth chatter as her nipples press against the cold marble through the fabric of her T-shirt.
The hem of the T-shirt rides up just enough for me to see that glistening, swollen slit.
“How wet are you?”
“Oh god.” She jumps when she feels my fingers there.
I slap her ass then slide two fingers into her cunt. “You want me in that fat, juicy pussy, don’t you?”
“Uh… Ungh… I-I don’t… I’m not sure what I’m feeling… I… oh my god…” Her ass rocks back against my hand. “Are you going to do it? Put it in me?” Her voice raises to a squeak.
