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when have I ever not noticed Emma Worthington? She’s impossible not to notice. Even if she’s my enemy by birthright.
She’s more than beautiful. She’s the kind of beautiful that sucks out all the air in a room the moment she enters.
I want to push every button she has just to get a rise out of her. I’ve always liked this… game between the two of us. This delicious tension that makes my dick hard. She just thinks it has to do with our families hating each other. But the truth is, I don’t actually hate Emma Worthington. I just want to shove my cock between her lips to shut her up.
That means another eight hours of pretending that I didn’t almost kiss Emma Worthington and another eight hours of pretending that I still don’t want to.
But… I also don’t know how it’s physically possible for me to be around this man for longer than thirty seconds without wanting to rip his clothes off while simultaneously wanting to punch him right in his smug face.
Maybe this thing won’t be so bad after all, especially if I can make her blush like that again. Only next time… maybe it’ll be with my tongue.
I clench my thighs together when I feel a throb.
Every single time she opens her mouth to be a little brat, I want to put her on her knees and fill it.
There is nothing gentlemanly about the way I want to fuck her. Nothing gentlemanly about the things I want to do to her.
There are only a few things in life that I believe would truly bring me to my knees, and I know without a doubt that this is one of them. Emma Worthington is one of them.
“If I’ve only got one night with you, Emma, I’m taking every fucking second of it,”
“You want to use me to come, Snowflake?”
There’s nothing in this fucking world I want more than pumping her full of my cum, to feel her wet pussy clamping down on my cock as she comes.
Apparently, my vagina is a ho ho ho for this man, which is very, very problematic.
“Don’t worry, Snowflake. You’ll be begging me for my cock again soon.”
“I wonder what you’d look like with my belt around your wrists? On your knees like the good girl you are, taking my cock.
At one point last night, I got her to agree by eating her pussy until she was too spent to do any arguing. And now her answer stands.
“Beautiful,” he says, and I nod in agreement. “Breathtaking.” Except when I glance over, he’s not looking at the stars at all. He’s looking at me.
“Suck my cock, baby. Show me how much you deserve to be on the naughty list.”
“So pretty. Almost as pretty as your pink little pussy.”
