And I could smell it.
She was soaked.
Because part of her wanted it.
And I wasn’t going to let her crawl away from it now.
**Lily**
I didn’t know Connor would actually find me on my knees, about to wrap my lips around one guy’s cock. I swear that was not part of my plan when I left the lounge.
I just wanted to get him off my mind for a while, wipe away the heat he’d been putting in my chest all day and it was working perfectly.
Jason was in front of me, thick and hard, stroking himself like I was the only thing keeping him alive, and every filthy word out of his mouth was helping me forget about Connor. It was working so well… until that door slammed open so hard.the walls shook.
And there he was.
Connor.
In the doorway.
Looking at me like I’d just committed the ultimate sin in front of him, which I had.
His eyes didn’t wander, didn’t hesitate, didn’t need to search. They went straight to me.
My dress was shoved down to my waist, my t**s pressed together under my hands so they looked full and perfect for Jason’s cock, my mouth open, my tongue peeking out, my knees spread. I watched his jaw clench so tightly that the muscle twitched.
“Get off her. Now!” His voice was sharp enough to cut me open.
And I..God help me..just smiled up at him like the brat I am and said, “What, Alpha? Are you jealous? Do you want to join?”
The way his jaw gnawed at that moment nearly sent me over the edge. The way his shoulders rolled and his chest expanded made my pussy throb like I was already being fucked.
He was pissed. No-he was furious. The kind of furious that vibrated in the air and wrapped around my body like chains. And I was enjoying it. I was enjoying it so much I felt my clit pulse. I wanted him to get angrier. I wanted to see how far I could push him before he snapped.
But then it happened.
His voice changed.
It dropped so low it was like it had sunk into the floor. It wasn’t just Connor anymore. It was Connor and his Alpha, layered together in something inescapable.
The sound didn’t just hit my ears, it wrapped around my throat, slid down my spine, and curled between my legs. My breath caught. My knees almost buckled even though I was already on the floor.
That was the moment I knew I was in trouble.
And yes, it turned me on. More than I wanted to admit. My nipples ached so hard I wanted to pinch them. The heat between my thighs spread until I was sure I was soaking the carpet beneath me.
My skin prickled. My lips parted. My whole body went hot and restless, and all I could think was please don’t stop talking like that.
“Boy! Get out!” he roared at Jason, and it was not a request. It was a command that shook the room.
Jason didn’t argue. He didn’t speak. He rushed to shove himself back into his pants, stumbling like the floor had just tilted under him, and then he was gone.
The second the door slammed, my pulse skyrocketed. The room was silent except for the sound of my breathing, and I could feel his eyes burning into me. I was still on my knees. My t**s were still out again. My thighs were still open. I didn’t move.
Because I knew what was coming.
I knew I had just written my own punishment.
And the worst or maybe the best part?
I wanted it.
“I am going to fucking punish you for not listening to me,” Connor said, and the way his voice came out made my whole body jolt.
It wasn’t just angry, it was that deep, controlled kind of angry where you know the person has already decided exactly what they’re going to do to you, and there’s nothing you can say to stop it.
He stepped closer, slow but steady, like a predator closing in. His eyes were on me, heavy, heated, and I could feel them burning into my skin.
I tilted my head, my smirk widening because I refused to just kneel there like a scared little girl.
“Eyes are up here, big bad Alpha,” I said, my tone dripping with mock sweetness. “Seriously, stop staring at my t**s like you’re about to devour them.” I let the corner of my mouth curl higher, my voice dropping into a filthy little purr.
“You wanna suck them, don’t you? I bet you’ve been dying to put your mouth on them since the second you saw me in this sundress. I bet you’ve imagined it. More than once.”
The muscle in his jaw jumped, but I didn’t stop. Oh no-I leaned forward just enough that my t**s swayed, my nipples so hard they almost ached. I squeezed thern together with my hands, pushing them higher, letting him get the perfect view, my eyes locked on his the whole time.
“Do you want me to tell you how sensitive they are right now? How just brushing against my own fingers makes me feel it in my pussy?” I tilted my head the other way, like I was thinking. “Or would that make you even more mad, Alpha?”
“Plus,” I went on, my voice sharper now but still playful, “you’re not my fucking dad, okay? So stop acting like you own me.
“You don’t get to control me, you don’t get to boss me around, and you sure as hell don’t get to tell me what I can and can’t do. I am eighteen years old. I can do whatever I want, whenever I want, with whoever I want. And if it drives you crazy, maybe you should stop and ask yourself why you’re so bothered.”
I arched my back, pushing my t**s together even tighter, my nipples aching with the way his eyes kept flicking to them no matter how hard he tried not to.
“Maybe it’s because you like it. Maybe it’s because you want me. Maybe it’s because you hate the idea of anyone else getting what you’ve been imagining.”
His eyes darkened so much they almost didn’t look human anymore, and for a split second, I realized I might have pushed him over the edge. But instead of feeling scared, all I felt was that wet, throbbing ache between my legs growing hotter.
And God help me, I wanted to see just how far I could push him before he snapped.
He didn’t even blink, and I could see it-he was fighting himself. Fighting the urge to grab me, pin me to the floor, and take exactly what he wanted.
And I was sitting there on my knees, my body throbbing, wondering how much more I could get away with before he stopped fighting.
“You’re staring again, Alpha,” I said softly, my voice laced with a mix of mockery and heat.
“You’re not even trying to hide it anymore. I can see the way your eyes keep dropping. You want my t**s in your mouth so bad you’re probably tasting me already, aren’t you?”
I lifted my hands and cupped my breasts slowly, squeezing them together until my nipples brushed against my thumbs, sending a jolt of pleasure straight between my legs.
“You want to know how they feel right now? Hot. Sensitive. So tender I could cry if you sucked them hard enough. And I bet you’d love to see me cry for you, wouldn’t you?”
His jaw flexed, and his chest rose and fell faster. He took another step toward me, and I swore I could feel the heat radiating off him.
“You think you’re in control right now,” he said, his voice low, dangerous, but with an edge of something darker, something hungry.
“You think you can sit there and touch yourself in front of me and I won’t do a fucking thing about it. But you’re playing with fire, Lily. And you have no idea how hot it’s going to get when it catches you.”
I leaned forward on my knees, my t**s still pressed together, my lips curling into a slow, deliberate smile. “Oh, I know exactly how hot it’s going to get, Alpha. That’s why I’m still here.
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