her to cave. She was a fiery woman and filled with so much lust. No man had ever gotten her to orgasm. The shock on her face in the bathroom had been clear for him to see. Curse liked the fact he was the only man to bring her to orgasm. He intended to be her first in many aspects of their lives.
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Curse was such a stubborn bastard. He wouldn’t give Mia a chance to leave. She wanted to walk out of that door and make her way home, but she wanted his warmth to surround her. The heat of the night would keep her skin warm, yet inside never felt warm. She didn’t know why she always felt empty. Jerry’s offer this morning came back to her. What would it be like to have a man to fuck every day?
No, she wouldn’t do that. Fucking was not the answer to her problems.
“No commitments.”
“None. We fuck . That’s it.” He stared at her, assessing. Curse always saw more than he should. She hated how easily he read her. She wasn’t some thing to be read and to know all the answers to. Her life didn’t accommodate men or time for herself.
She took a step closer. Curse wasn’t looking for commitment. He didn’t want anything from her but a fuck. Sex Mia could handle. Anything else and she moved on.
Standing in front of him, she stared down into his face.
“Just sex.”
“Who are you trying to convince?” he asked.
Sinking to her knees before him, she stared up at him. “No one. I want to be clear I’m not after anything else.”
“Then we’ ll fuck and nothing else.” He sank his fingers into her hair, tugging on the strands. She loved his touch, the bite of pain as he held her in place. Curse didn’t apologize for his actions. Mia loved it a little bit rough.
“Does this make me a club whore?” she asked.
His grip tightened. Tears sprang to her eyes at the tight grip, but she didn’t tell him to stop. She loved the pain and would be glad for him to go harder.
“No. Club whores fuck every member who want s a fuck. You’re not going with anyone but me. The only cock inside you will be mine.”
“Will you be fucking other women while you’re fucking me?”
“No.”
“ Monogamy? Are you sure you can handle that?” she asked, teasing him.
He ran his thumb along her lip. “Open.”
She opened her lips, and he slid his thumb inside. Sucking his thumb into her mouth, she closed her lips around him, watching his reactions.
“ I can handle anything you can throw at me, Mia. I’m not some fucking pussy who’ll walk away because I don’t like your attitude. You want to fuck, and we’ll fuck. If you want to treat me like your own personal dildo then I’ll be there. Be warned, Mia, you’ll get exactly the same back.”
Releasing his thumb, she stared up at him. “What do you mean?”
“I won’t have any other woman, and any dildos or sex toys in your possession are now mine. You won’t get any cock but mine. You’ll become my own little blow up doll. When I want to fuck you, you’ll open those legs and let me fuck you.” He cupped one of her breasts, pinching the nipple. She cried out. Curse took advantage, claiming her lips, slamming his tongue in deep.
He broke the kiss first, leaving her bereft of his touch.
“You came to me. Why do I have to suffer? You wanted this.” She tried to argue with him even as heat spilled between her thighs.
“Only because you kept me at arms ’ length. I’m not going to be put off anymore. You force everyone away from you, Mia. Not me. I won’t be pushed aside.”
There was no reason for her to argue , and she kept looking at him.
“Grab my cock.”
She couldn’t move her head without causing herself pain. Reaching out blindly, she found his cock and started to stroke him. The tip had copious amounts of pre-cum leaking out of the top.
“Fuck.”
He placed his fingers over hers and started to work the length together. Curse moved her head, and he pressed the tip of his cock to her lips. “Now, suck it.”
Opening her lips, she
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