Page 85 of Wicked Games

Jesus Christ, she’s trying to kill me.

The pressure builds and one look at her tells me she’s just as close as I am so I slow down, keeping it just fast enough to keep her orgasm alive.

“You want to come, baby?”

She nods. “Yes.”

“Then tell me what I want to hear.”

She flashes me a look that screams “fuck off” as she reaches down between us and circles her clit with her fingers and I can’t help but smile as I pull her hand away and pin it over her head.

“I don’t think so, sweetheart. You want to come, you have to give me what I want.”

Growling, she tries to rock her hips in an attempt to urge me to give in to her but it’s not happening. Flashing her a grin, I increase my speed but not enough to get the job done and she groans loudly as she squirms beneath me.

“I fucking hate you.”

I shake my head. “No, you don’t.”

“Yes, I do. I fucking hate you, Travis,” she snaps but her eyes betray her as she stares up at me with what is supposed to be a glare. Even knowing that she’s lying her ass off, I hate hearing those words roll off her tongue and I grit my teeth for a moment before leaning down and slamming my lips against hers as I give her what she wants. My pace is merciless as I grip her jaw and kiss her with all of the anger I feel over her comment and she screams into the kiss as her pussy clenches around me with her release. It steals the breath from my lungs and I groan as I rip my mouth from hers and thrust into her three more times before my body lets go with such fierceness that I swear I see stars.

“Travis,” she whispers, clawing at my back and I groan again, my cock throbbing with my release as I bury my face in the crook of her neck and try to catch my breath. Rowan has other ideas. She pushes me off of her just enough that she can guide my lips to hers and clings to me as she kisses me like never before. My cock jerks inside her, ready to go again, and I groan as I pull back and meet her eyes.

“Say it, baby. Tell me you’re mine.”

She sighs, her eyes softening as she shakes her head. “Of course I’m yours, Travis. Always.”