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Sighing, I reach down to touch her clit.

She gasps when I slide a finger in beside her own. “Wait–”

“No,” I say, fucking it in against her knuckles. My thumb works above it, relentless as I stroke her clit. “Remember what you were asking your handmaiden earlier?” If she had the capacity, the question would confuse her. As it is, she just looks overwhelmed, sweat springing up on her temples. I remind her, “You wondered if sex would ever get better.”

Her eyes lurch to mine, wide and frightened. “How do you…?”

“I was watching you, Rosi.” I toy with adding another fingertip, her pussy so wet and warm. “Honestly, it’s part of why I was only half awake. Girl talk is so fucking boring. I heard that part though, and the truth is, itcanget better. All you have to do is say the words.”

“Why? Are you…” She blinks, confusion swimming in her eyes. “Are you in love with me or something?”

It’s a physical battle not to laugh right in her face.Chicks, man. “Would thinking I am make it easier for you to give up?” It won’t. That much I can see her expression. Sinking my finger in deeper, I say, “I don’t want a girlfriend. I don’t even want a Princess.”

“Then why?” But the answer comes to her faster than I can reply. “You want a pet,” she realizes, face twisting in outrage.

“You are a smart one.”

“I’ll never say it,” she insists, eyes dropping to where my thumb is stroking her slick, swollen clit. “You can do this to me all you want. I’ll never say it.” For a third time, she stresses, “I’llneversay it.”

Yes, you will.

It’s almost disappointing to know how wrong she is. That fire in her eyes? That sort of spark can be fun. Exciting. I make a promise to myself in that moment without even really meaning to.

If there’s a way to avoid completely snuffing it out, I’ll take it.

“We’ll see.”

My back aches from holding myself above her, but I endure it. The vantage is too good, gazing down at her naked body as I bring her to the edge. I know when she gets close, her clit swelling below my finger, breaths coming in short, shallow bursts. Mostly, it’s the way her hips twitch upward, like she just can’t help it.

Just before she comes, I tear our hands away. “Five more minutes ‘til midnight.”

Her inner thighs tense at the loss, but the best part is how her clit visibly twitches. I bet I could blow on it and send her screaming in release.

I don’t do that.

I stand there and watch her recede, her skin beginning to glisten with sweat. She trains her eyes to the screens behind me and gulps in these long, desperate lungfuls as I gently–so fucking gently–graze the backs of my knuckles against her clit.

She cries out, thighs snapping closed.

“Nope,” I say, prying them apart. “I’m just getting you ready for my deposit. Don’t you want to be ready for me?”

“I don’t care.”

“Yes, you do.” I give her clit another graze, delighting in the way she shudders. “Look at how much you’re shaking. You’re probably wondering if you made a mistake. Maybe Lex would have been better.” Tilting my head, I assess the way her throat jumps with a swallow. “He is good at it, you know. No one knows their way around a pussy like he does.”

Throwing her head back, she whimpers.

Whimpers.

Curiosity piqued, I muse, “He’s shown you, hasn’t he? Is that what my big brother does down there in the basement?”

Fuck, I havegotto get a camera down there.

Her breathing ratchets up a notch, and the next time I brush against her clit, she cries out, “Please!”

Begging always makes my dick happy, but there’s something about her doing it that makes it jerk eagerly, the tip leaking a fat load of pre-cum. “You know the magic words.”

“I–” Her eyes slam closed as I brush it again.