Page 16 of Such a Bad Girl (Hot Creeps #5)

REBECCA

By the end of the second day, my patience wore thin. I couldn’t decide which of us was hornier, Henry or me.

His cock stood rigid, purpling at the tip as I ran my fingers up and down his length, bringing him close to the edge once more. Countless times I’d dragged him to the edge of lust, ready to tip us both over if only he’d give in and beg.

Stubborn fuck.

His shackles were looser now, allowing him to sit, but still tight enough that he couldn’t relieve his own needs.

‘Bex,’ he groaned, arching his hips to drive the head of his cock into my fist.

‘You know what to do. You could be inside me in seconds, filling me while we both come. Don’t you want that?’

‘Yes,’ he moaned. ‘No. Let me go.’

‘Oh, sweetie. We’re so close. You know you want this. Want us. Who else is going to love you enough to do this for you? To take all this time to make sure you know how loved you are?’ I twisted my hand, pleasure making his eyes roll.

‘This isn’t love,’ he whimpered, tipping his head back onto the headboard in exasperation.

‘Then what is it?’

‘Madness. Obsession. You need to let me go.’ Henry met my eyes, hooded with lust, but his face was still lined with anger.

I climbed onto his lap, straddling him with my naked body. The throaty way he growled drove me wild. Pressing my tits to his face, I placed my entrance against the swollen head of his dick, biting my lip as I struggled not to descend and swallow him up.

‘I hate you,’ he mumbled, pressing his hot mouth against my breasts.

‘No, you don’t.’

‘I do. I fucking hate this.’ Teeth grazed my nipple before he sucked the hardened flesh into his hot mouth.

‘If this is how you hate me, hate me more, Henry.’ Thrusting my fingers into his hair, I tugged his head back, watching him tease my flesh with his tongue. The sight of him there, bound beneath me and sucking desperately, had me soaked.

‘When I get out of here, I’m going to make you pay for this,’ he said between lusty mouthfuls of my skin.

‘Don’t let that mouth write a check your ass can’t cash.’

With a violent arch of his hips, he thrust the tip of his cock inside me. For a blissful moment, I let him. The stretch threw me right back to that moment on the woodland floor. The craving to be pinned beneath him was overwhelming.

With a vicious jerk, I yanked his head up, capturing his lips in a slow, heat-filled kiss.

Henry’s tongue invaded my mouth, hungry despite his protests. Panting, I clenched my pussy, luxuriating in the slow, aching stretch.

‘You want more,’ he groaned. ‘So sit the fuck down and take it like a good girl.’

‘I’m not a good girl, Henry. I’m a bad girl.’

My muscles tingled with the need to obey him, but I fought it. Releasing him from my grasp, I climbed off.

‘Rebecca Benson, I swear to god if you don’t get back here and fuck me, I’m going to scream. ’

‘Are you begging?’ I asked, tilting my head while picking up a pair of discarded panties.

‘No.’

‘Then shut the fuck up.’

He fought the panties, and I giggled at the desperate turns of his head as I stuffed them into his mouth and sealed it with another strip of silvery tape.

‘You don’t understand how much it pains me to do this, Henry. All I want is for you to see what we have. To need me like I need you.’

The makeshift gag muffled his angry noises, and I grabbed a book, lying between his spread thighs and leafing through the pages.

Rage shook his body.

Need filled his eyes.

I made sure he had a fantastic view of my wet pussy. Best to give him the motivation to behave.