My enemy. The one person I’m not supposed to want. “Fuck, watch the teeth,” I hiss when a sharp sting hits me. “You’re shit at this.” He narrows his eyes and scowls around a mouthful of dick, flipping me off with one hand as the other slaps the floor. I pull out immediately, ready to mock him for tapping out already before he speaks. “I didn’t fucking use my teeth—” “Seriously? You tapped out to argue with me?”
