Page 91 of Manic

Her eyes flicked back, annoyance plastered on her face. “What makes you think I’d go to hell?”

“Because, baby, you’d be right down there with me, and we’d rule the fucking underworld.”

I meant every word.

Sutton had a cute, tainted little soul I’d come to cherish as the days went on, and I admired how tightly she held onto her secret. Regardless of my suspicions and the urge to push, I decided to leave her alone about it. For now. There was no point in forcing it out of her when I’d already begun stringing together what I’d uncovered. Day by day, little pieces of her secret revealed themselves, and it was only a matter of time before I had the whole picture.

I just hadn’t quite figured it out yet.

“Makes sense, since I’m already in hell,” she said.

“Are you saying you want to rule the underworld with me?” I chuckled, then ran my thumb across her lower lip. Her entire body froze. “Well, since you’re so keen on opening a window, guess where you’ll be sleeping?”

Her eyes widened. “I am not sharing your room.”

I ignored her and shook that pill between us again. “Do you want this or not?”

“What do you think?” she asked, stepping away from my touch.

Then her eye twitched, a rough exhale escaping her nose, and I knew I was irritating her. With my eyes locked on hers, I slid the pill across the counter with two fingers. The thin, metal packaging scraped the air. She reached for it again until her fingers rested beside mine, but I didn’t let go.

“The offer stands,” I said, my dick already heavy in my sweats. “If you want to kill two birds with one stone, I can bend you over this counter and fuck you before you take it.”

Her fingers trembled on the packaging, and a cruel smile lifted the corner of my mouth. She was thinking about it.

“Are you asking for permission?”

Instead of answering, I stepped behind her and glanced in the mirror. Sutton’s hazel eyes widened as I moved her damp hair to the side, sweeping it over her shoulder. Her body shook, but she said nothing as our gazes locked once more.

I bent down, placing a gentle kiss to the thudding pulse on her neck. She smelled like my soap, and it took every ounce of willpower to hold back from sinking my teeth into her skin.

“Do you want me to fuck you again?” I murmured, sliding my hands down her arms.

She squirmed, but I pried her fingers loose from her towel until it dropped to our feet, her breasts bouncing free, nipples pink and hard. My hand drifted up her waist, desperate to tug on those perfect nipples.

“Are you going to let me go with you tonight?” she asked breathlessly.

I looked up, my fingers stalling. The corner of her mouth curved into her own devious smirk. My little manipulator.

“Is that what it’ll take for me to sink into you again?” I asked quietly, and she nodded. “Then I guess you’re going with me.”

I pulled on her nipple, my other hand working her already soaked pussy from behind before sinking my fingers inside her. Molten silk coated them, and I held back a feral groan.

“Oh, fuck,” she breathed, clenching around me.

I watched her reflection, mesmerized by every delicate twist to her features as she rolled into desire. She screwed her eyes shut, her mouth falling open, her knuckles white at the edge of the vanity.

Yes, I could watch her for eternity and never get sick of this—the smug satisfaction I experienced every time she fell into bliss. Every time I gave it to her. Stalking her for all those years was nothing compared to having her physically wrapped around me.

Sutton shamelessly rocked into my hand, and I traced my finger over her clit, earning me another delightful moan. Sharp and breathy. I gripped a fistful of her wet hair and tugged her head back.

“Open your eyes and look at how pretty you are wrapped around my fingers.” They flew open, pupils blown, as she stared at herself. “Now say, ‘I’ll be a good girl tonight and stay out of the way.’”

Sutton narrowed her eyes, but that only made me work faster, her clit engorging with every hard swipe of my finger. Her brows creased, and a throaty moan crawled up her throat.

“Say it, and I’ll fill you with my cock.”

“I’ll—oh, God. I’ll be a good girl tonight… and stay out of the way.”