ALEXANDER
“What… what are you doing?” she gasped as I pushed my finger into her, her eyes wide and staring at me. At me and no one else.
“Pleasuring you,” I answered in a whisper as I moved my finger slowly. “Isn’t that what you want?”
“Who says–”
“You’re already so wet,” I groaned, my lips moving to her neck. I pressed my tongue on her pulse, feeling how it raced. She was beneath me, she wasn’t drunk, and she was wet. Wet for me. “You want me.”
She stared at me, her eyes hard even though her walls were clenching around my finger, even as they quivered.
“f**k you,” she spat.
I fought the urge to groan, my d**k jerking in my pants.
“You’d want that, won’t you?”
“No.”
I paused, my eyes slightly going wide. I stared at her, unable to say anything.
“Get off me, Alexander.”
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