“Ihaveknown you for years,” I argued. “Just because our time together hasn’t been consistent, doesn’t mean I haven’t studied you closely in the months since you waltzed back into my life. And just because you were with my piece of shit brother back when we first met, doesn’t mean I wasn’t paying attention. I still know you better than I’ve ever cared to know anyone else in my entire life. Why are you making this into an argument?”
“Because,” she stated matter-of-factly. She bit her lip, her eyes pressed into a glare as she watched my hand snake up her body and curl around her throat.
“You’re impossible,” I grumbled.
“Yep, I am. Now, are you going to fuck me? Otherwise, you’re wasting my time.”
Her words caught the attention of my cock, which hardened slightly. What I wouldn’t give to fuck her, to claim her. But I was still resisting, and I’d continue to resist until I was the only man in her life.
Still, I slowly prowled to the front of her, more than happy to give her exactly what she’s asking for, just in a different way. Sinking to my knees, I looked up at her heated stare, a cocky smirk lifting my lips as I peeled her sleep shorts and lace panties from her body. “Keep your eyes open, Rose. I want you to watch yourself in the mirror while I pleasure my queen's body. I want you to see yourself through my eyes, and watch how your body bends to my will.”
Her breathing hitched, her hand automatically flying to rest on my head as I lifted her leg and draped it over my shoulder. Her pussy was glistening, already so wet and ready to be devoured.
A simple swipe of my tongue had her crying out and her nails digging into my hair.
“You’re finished lying to yourself, Rose. Stop denying what you want. Go ahead and lie to me, but not to yourself.”
My tongue swirled around her, the tip flicking against her clit as I alternated pressures against it, making her writhe against my face. I kept at it for a while before spearing her with my tongue and reaching my hand up to press my thumb against her clit.
A heady moan erupted through her throat, her voice strained as she delivered her first lie, “I don’t want you.”
I removed my fingers from her clit and dove two fingers inside of her, curling upward to stroke her G-spot, saying nothing in return.
“I don’t love you, Cain,” she hummed against my touch, her second lie almost as convincing as her first, though still strained from pleasure. Her hips rolled, matching the rhythm of my fingers.
I pressed my lips back to her clit, toying with it slowly, using my tongue. “Keep lying to me,” I growled against her.
With a quiver, she blew out, “I can trust you.”
I hadn’t expected a simple lie to feel like a stab through the heart, and my movements faltered. “Youcantrust me,” I growled against her core.
Her head shook, but instead of giving me another lie, she pulled me in by the back of my head, pressing me harder against her pussy. I took the cue and ate her with relentless ferocity. I could feel her body trembling, but I didn’t ease up.
Her eyes closed, her head flew back, and I knew she was about to come.
“Open your eyes and watch yourself, Rose.”
She was fucking soaked, her sweet desire coating my lips. Her eyes opened, and from my kneeling position I watched her watch herself, her face contorting into pleasure as she came. She moved her other hand to my hair, using both hands to hold herself steady as she rocked into me.
I fucked her with my tongue until she’d finished riding the high, before shooting to my feet. Gripping the back of her hair, I slammed her lips to mine and used my other hand to guide her upward, coaxing her to wrap her legs around my body. She did so effortlessly, and I turned us, pressing her body against the mirror.
“I will spend every waking moment of every fucking day proving to you that you can trust me. Nothing in this world is as powerful as what I feel for you, Rose, and I’ll be damned if you go another day not knowing the lengths I would go through for you.”
Roughly, she tugged my hair and brought my lips back to hers, possessing my mouth in a way I’d always dreamed of her doing. I rocked into her, my cock harder than stone, and desperately wanted to rip my underwear off and connect our bodies.
A whimper clogged in her throat, her legs gripping tighter around my hips.
Feeling myself start to lose control, I carried her over to her bed and tossed her down onto it. Staring down at her from the edge, I watched as she slowly unbuttoned her sleep shirt, peeling it off her body and tossed it to the side.
My willpower waned, but I still wasn’t done proving to her that what I wanted from her was more than just anything physical. Until she realized that wholly, I wouldn’t be fucking her.
As though she could hear my thoughts, her legs spread, falling to the side as she gave me a perfect view of her pussy. “Fuck me, Cain,” she urged.
And I wanted to.Fuck,did I want to.
“Not until you trust me.” My voice was strained. Resisting her was like resisting water after three days of walking through the desert. But Rose wasn’t a mirage. She was here and in front of me, presenting her body to me on a silver platter. Resisting it was nearly impossible.
Leaning forward, I grabbed her by the ankles and pulled her toward me until her ass was on the edge of the bed.
