Page 87 of The Arrogant One

“Oh my God,” she cried. “Don’t stop!”

She was still going to get more of me—I wasn’t drained yet.

But I wouldn’t tell her that.

I needed her to fear the end so everything inside her would amplify.

“My God.” I gave her ass a small bump from my finger, just enough to make it pulse. “Damn it, you’re fucking milking me.”

It took several more dunks, each one ramming her with more intensity, before the rest of my cum was drawn out.

She wanted it.

She begged for it.

And she yelled, “I can feel it!”

The shudders were dominating her body, and they were doing the same to mine. I held on with my free hand, working past the build and the fall, not stilling until I was empty.

Breathless, she clamped us together with her arms and legs and positioned her mouth in front of mine. “Now, that was a surprise.”

“You mean by how much you liked it?”

She nipped her lip. “Yes.”

I put my nose against hers so she could feel my words. “You’re going to say that again after I come in your ass.”

TWENTY-TWO

Sadie

Me

Just got home from Lockhart’s. We talked it all out, and everything is good. I know you wanted to know, and I know you’re saying, pheeeew, the same way I am right now.

Bryn

Wait, you told him about YOU?

Me

No. We just talked about his side of things. The whole Weston-Wright thing and why he didn’t tell me he was one of the owners of the company.

Bryn

Girl, you let the man bare his soul and you said nothingabout DF?

Me

I couldn’t. I wanted to. I tried. And I completely locked up. The words just weren’t there, Bryn.

I think once I get past the opening of Toro, I’ll feel better, and I’ll be able to share some of this with him. At least, that’s what I keep telling myself.

Bryn

But what if your review of Toro isn’t good? Then what? Will you actually be able to admit to Lockhart that you tore his restaurant apart? Seems to me that coming clean then would be even harder than coming clean now?

Me