His grin turned down into a playful scowl. “Why the hell would I do that? I’d rather fuck you, and we know you like it. Evident from all the screaming.”
Oh, those damn aqua eyes flashed cocky and arrogant.
“Maybe it’s your turn to learn a lesson,” I said. I seized his large biceps with my hands and shoved him off of me, hard.
“What are you–”
I had him flat on his back and I scrambled up on my knees. Reverse cowgirl is so motherfucking sexy, but getting there isn’t, especially when you’re moving fast. But by the time he figured it out, it was too late. I straddled his hips, reached down to grab a handful of his hard cock, and slid down, taking him inside me.
Dominic’s groan was loud and long. His hands tightened on my waist like he had some hope of controlling me. Forget it. I was on top in every sense of the word now. I sat up straight on him, rocking him deep inside.
“Payton.” It came from behind me, alarmed. “Shit, wait a minute.”
“Why?” My lips peeled back in a smile. “You don’t like it?” I increased the tempo, rotating my hips and flexing my interior muscles. “Don’t you like it when I fuck you?”
“Jesus, wait!” He sounded borderline panicked.
Nope. I leaned back toward him, dragging his hands away from my hips, depositing them on my breasts, and rode. Hard. Fast. Teaching him the lesson that I could fuck just as good as he could. Maybe I could make him scream.
The angle was just right between us so he hit my G-spot. I left one hand on top of his that clung to me, and the other ventured lower. It took a detour at my clit for a moment, then I let it wander lower, touching his balls.
“Goddamnit!”
Beneath me, his body writhed. The hands on my skin pulled and pushed, urging me to move faster. Yeah, he’d given up on trying not to come. Now his body took over and it showed me how he wanted it.
“Fuck, fuck . . .” It played an endless loop from him, mindless while the man under me went rigid. “Fuck!” He sucked in an enormous breath, and pushed it out in a loud moan. Not a scream, but louder than I’d heard him before. Then, the pulse deep inside, signaling his drawn-out release. Every twitch and flex I could feel, and I could feel it everywhere.
I slowed my breathing, taking a minute to blink back to reality, although I was still buzzing. The hands around me gently lifted me off of him and rolled me onto my side so I was against the cool sheets, and then his arm folded over me.
Spooning me. Again. I told myself I was allowing it because I was exhausted and blissed-out. Not because I kind of didn’t mind it. Because that would be crazy. My eyes closed when lips brushed over my neck, and an involuntary shiver crept over me, followed by goosebumps.
“You’re cold?” he asked, whisper-quiet.
“No. You’re causing that,” I admitted.
He let out a soft noise that sounded suspiciously like satisfaction.
Not sure how long we lay there. Minutes, hours, days . . . whatever. Eventually he got up, disposed of the condom in the bathroom, then went to the kitchen, returning with glass of water for me, and that annoying soda for him.
I drank and set my glass on the nightstand, then rolled over to face him.
“I’ve been meaning to ask you,” I said, “about the thirty grand. Did you not know you were supposed to negotiate?”
He was on his back, one hand propped up behind his head, and gave me a lazy smile. “I knew.”
“Okay, so you’re stupid about money.”
The lazy smile stretched wider. “Maybe. Or maybe I wasn’t interested in wasting time discussing it, plus the whole thing . . .” His eyebrows pulled together into a more serious expression. “Haggling about money and saying, ‘No, she’s only worth this much–’” Those blue eyes blinked slowly. “I was already extremely uncomfortable with what I was doing. I didn’t want to assign a dollar value to you like you were livestock. I just wanted that part over as fast as possible.”
“Aw, that’s nice. But all I hear is that you’re incredibly stupid about money.”
“Maybe what you should hear is that I know a good value when I see it.”
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THIRTEEN
I must have dozed off. When I woke, it was dark in the room and Dominic’s heavy, deep breathing beside me announced he was asleep. Thankfully he was on his side of the bed so I was able to slip out without him knowing. I shut his bedroom door quietly behind me then pulled my luggage to the second bedroom.