“What if he did? What’re you gonna do about it?”
The corner of my lips curls up in a snarl. “Does he know you touched yourself the other night to thoughts of me?”
“No, just like he doesn’t know I had to fake it with you.”
I step forward, caging her against a saddle stand. With my palms on both sides of her, I lean in close. “You really think I’m gonna believe that after the way you moaned and begged for it?”
“I was begging for an orgasm…” She tilts up her chin. “You just didn’t deliver.”
I chuckle under my breath at how hard she’s trying to push my buttons, and goddamn, it’s working.
“You and I both know you’re full of shit.” I move my lips to her ear, feeling her shiver. “Just like we both know the only reason you’re wet right now is because of me. You want my tongue in that cunt of yours again, don’t you?”
Her breathing picks up, and she’s instantly under my spell. I tease my fingers along the top of her jeans before sliding underneath her panties.
“Fuck, you’re drippin’. My brother didn’t take care of this needy clit? No wonder you’re actin’ like an uptight bitch.”
“God, you’re an arrogant asshole,” she mutters as she lifts her hips, reaching for more of my hand.
“Confident, babe. You wouldn’t have come lookin’ for me if he’d taken care of you properly. You’d be in his bed instead of here with me.”
“You’re such a prick,” she seethes, but her head quickly falls back with a moan when I rub faster.
I thrust two fingers inside, twisting them deep and hard. She yelps, panting and clinging to the stand behind her.
“Moan for me like that again, Hads,” I taunt, feathering kisses along her exposed neck. “Let everyone know I’m the reason for your pleasure.”
“Please, Knox…” she begs, her labored breathing echoing in the small space.
“You wanna tell me again how you faked it? Or do I need to edge you over and over until you admit you didn’t?”
“You wouldn’t…” she hisses, her eyes struggling to stay open.
“Try me. Threaten a man’s pride, and he’ll do just about anything to prove you wrong. So explain in detail how much you came all over my hand and how you nearly squirted on my face.”
“Fine, fine! I came. Are you happy now?”
“Not even close,” I mutter, brushing my lips over hers. “Get on your knees.”
Her eyes pop open as my fingers still. Once she realizes I’m serious, I back up slightly, giving her room to follow my orders. Her eyes narrow as if she’s holding back from saying something. I’m amused as hell because Hadleigh knows if she plays my little game, she’ll get rewarded.
“Undo my jeans,” I demand.
She willingly complies, her mouth nearly salivating for my dick. Hadleigh knows exactly what I want and takes charge. She pulls me out, strokes me a few times, then drops between my legs. I’m mesmerized by her as she slides her tongue along my shaft, then circles along the tip before pulling me between her soft lips.
“Fuck, your mouth is perfect,” I hiss, grabbing the base of her head and fisting her hair. “So damn warm and wet.”
As she hollows her cheeks and sucks, she keeps her eyes locked on mine.
“Such a good girl,” I groan as her hot tongue slides over my piercings. “It’d feel even better in your pussy, wouldn’t it?”
Hadleigh sucks harder until my balls tighten and my spine stiffens.
“Tongue out,” I tell her, pumping myself until I release on her beautiful face. She catches most of it, but I lean down and lick the rest off her cheek before pressing my mouth to hers. As she gets to her feet, I tighten my grip on her hair, keeping our lips fused together.
“You wanna come on my fingers or tongue?” I ask, touching between her thighs.
“Both,” she whimpers.
I smirk. “Greedy little slut, aren’t you?”
“Call me a slut again, and I’ll knee you in the junk,” she threatens, trying to hold back her desperate pleas for more.
Chuckling in amusement, I shake my head and grab her chin with my free hand. “Tsk tsk, Hads. You should know I meant my little slut. So eager to please and come for me.”
She narrows her eyes, resisting the urge to argue.
“Spin around.”
Hadleigh does as I say, placing her palms on the saddle stand. As I press my chest against her back, I slide my hand down her body. Then I unbutton her jeans and glide my fingers down to her pussy.
“Think you can stay quiet?” I whisper in her ear. “Restrain yourself until I tell you to come.”
She groans in agony. “You get off on controlling me, don’t you?”
I grin, spanking her ass in response. “Trust me, Hads. I only have your pleasure in mind. You’re gonna fall apart for me.”