Page 16 of The Bad Man
My brows pull together in confusion. “You’re angry with me.” I know her body language as if it’s the only language I speak, so I don’t need to ask if she’s mad. “Why are you angry with me?”
“Did you enjoy the show?” She raises her chin ever so slightly, and it takes me a second to understand what she’s talking about.
“Come here,” I order, my tone unyielding.
She shakes her head. “No.”
My cock swells at her defiance, and it’s like she’s injected me with a drug. “Come here, Mia. Now.”
She shakes her head again and this time takes a step away from me.
My eyes widen, and I take a step toward her to close the distance. “Do you think for one second that I’d care about another living soul other than you?”
Her arms fall to her sides and her lips part, but she doesn’t say anything. There’s hesitation in her eyes, but she’s not giving in. Good.
“Do you have any idea what it’s like to be so utterly consumed with someone that everything around me has no meaning? All of humanity could disappear, and my world would still be complete.”
“I-I thought you were watching her,” she says softly before I crowd her space until she backs into a rack of sheets and towels.
I put my hands on either side of the shelves to cage her in. Bending down, I brush my lips over hers and look into her eyes. “The only thing I ever want to see is you.” I kiss her again, and this time, she kisses me back. “You made me wait two days for you.” I reach for her scrubs and untie the string at the waist. “You’re going to make it up to me.”
“Jamison.” Her eyes dart to the door. “We can’t. Not here.”
“Spread your legs, angel.” I push down the front of my pants and take my cock out. It’s already dripping with the anticipation of being inside her.
“Please, Jamison, not here. We could get caught,” she protests but spreads her thighs.
I run my fingers over the front of her panties before I pull them to the side. With my hand on the base of my cock, I swipe it through her wet folds. “Let’s get one thing straight, angel.” When her eyes meet mine, I lean close so she doesn’t misunderstand me. “I won’t be told when and where to fuck you.”
With that, I thrust hard into her tight little cunt and cover her mouth with mine.
Chapter Thirteen
MIA
Jamison consumes my pleasure. His mouth muffles mine, and it makes it impossible for anyone else to hear. Each of his thrusts has a purpose, and it’s to remind me who I belong to. I wrap myself around him, wanting all of him.
It’s intense but not overwhelming. Not anymore. Somehow he takes that away from me. My feelings of doubt melt away as quickly as my orgasm envelops me.
“That’s right, angel, remember who you belong to and cum for me.” My body obeys his commands. This time, he puts his hand over my mouth to mask my cries of pleasure, then he moves his mouth to my ear. “Lock that cunt around me. Milk my release.”
The orgasm that surges through me goes directly into him. Like he demands, my sex locks around him, and I never want to let go. He grunts, thrusting all the way inside of me, and we cum together. His warm release is spilled into me, and there’s no better feeling.
“Good girl.” He rakes his teeth down my neck. “Don’t ever doubt me again.” When Jamison removes the hand covering my mouth, I apologize.
“I’m sorry.”
“You’ll show me.” He steps back, and his cock slips from inside of me. “Taste what I gave you.” Without a thought, I drop to my knees in front of him. Before I can attempt to place him in my mouth, Jamison grabs me by the hair to assert his authority.
I’m his for the taking.
He guides his cock toward my mouth, and I part my lips without needing any prompts. The head of his cock pushes into me, and he grunts. “Trained so well already.” He continues to push into my mouth, and he doesn’t stop until he reaches the back of my throat. The only thing I can taste is our shared release, and I’m desperate for it.
Jamison keeps a tight hold on my hair while he takes what he wants. All I can do is swirl my tongue around his cock and lick every last drop.
“Fuck, angel,” he groans, and I smile inwardly as he cums in my mouth.
The feeling of getting him off so quickly right after he came inside of me is powerful. I drink down every drop of him until there’s nothing left. Once he’s spent, he drops to his knees with me and pulls me in for a kiss.