“Do you expect me to think that you’re a saint? The Chaos Bleeds crew makes extra money with the tit bar they keep open?” She smiled. “Please, I’m not a fool. Everyone has secrets.”
“Some people’s are darker than others,” he said, taking another step toward her. She didn’t back away. “How dark are your secrets?”
“You’re never going to find out.” She placed a palm on the center of his chest. “Back off, Curse. I’m not yours to buy or to have.”
“Do you really think I’ll let another man have you? You’re mine, Mia.”
She shook her head. “One lousy f**k does not make for you to claim me.” Mia ran her hand down the front of his body. She gripped his cock, rubbing the length. “You still want more?”
“Not right now.”
He took hold of her hand and pressed her against the sink. When he entered the bathroom he didn’t expect to get anything out of her. She kept her emotions close to her chest. No one was getting past that wall of ice she liked to keep there. He hated not knowing her secrets and having to guess at them.
Sliding his fingers underneath her uniform he found the evidence of her arousal. “I think you protest a little too much about how much you don’t want me.” He leaned in close as if to kiss her but held back.
“I can be turned on by you, Curse. I just know you’re not much when it comes to the follow through.” She tried to pull out of his arms. He wasn’t having any of it. Keeping her in place with his body, he stared down into her eyes.
“Fight me all you want. You’re not going anywhere until I get what I want.”
“You got what you wanted last night. I don’t need a reminder.”
Laughing, he slid his fingers inside her panties. Her slit was soaking wet. Pinching her clit, he saw her fight the arousal.
“You’re going to fight the pleasure?”
“What do you want?”
With his free hand, he tugged on her ponytail so she had no choice but to bow her head back, exposing her neck. Curse moved from her clit, down to slide inside her tight cunt. She gripped his fingers like she’d never taken a cock.
“How long has it been since you last f**ked someone?”
“Besides you last night?”
“Yes.”
“A couple of years. I’ve not had the time to date.”
“We haven’t dated,” he said. She cut all emotion out of her life. The only love inside her was for her mother and friend. He wanted to break into the ice and become part of that circle.
“So, do you expect me to believe you’re the kind of man who wants to date?” she asked.
Adding a third finger inside her body, he pressed his thumb to her clit. She wanted to have a smart mouth? He was fine with showing her who was boss. No one, not even Mia, got the better of him.
Leaning forward he licked the line of her pulse. Her pulse was racing. Mia wasn’t as unaffected as she made out.
“You do realize I’m going to find out all of your secrets and then there will be no more hiding from me.”
“Why don’t you back off?” Her voice was breathless as she asked.
“I don’t want to.” As he added a fourth finger, she cried out. Mia stayed still as he sucked at her neck. Someone knocked on the door to the bathroom. He ignored it. Staring into Mia’s shocking blue eyes, he touched her pretty pu**y waiting for her to explode. Her body was wound tighter than he ever imagined. There was so much stress she was dealing with, and there was no time for her to have any fun.
I’m not backing away.
Mia will be mine.
He was going to warn Ashley the next time he saw her.
Sliding his thumb over her clit, her cream washed over his fingers. She gasped out, the noise going straight to his cock. He was not leaving the bathroom until she came all over his hands and he tasted her cream on his fingers.
“You’re not going to the pharmacy.”
“I’m not having a child.”
“You’ll do as you’re f**king told. No pharmacy or I’ll have you chained to my bed and then you can’t even make money to pay for your mother’s medical bills.”
He wasn’t bluffing. Curse would chain her to his bed, only he’d pay for her mother’s care.
“Stop this.”
She was not fighting him. Her body was open for him to play with.
“No. You want this. Soon, Mia, you’re not going to be able to hide from me. I’m going to know everything about you.”
A whimper left her hips. He sank down, holding onto her h*ps to keep him steady. Tugging up her uniform, he revealed her pu**y to his gaze. Tearing the panties from her body, he opened her legs wide and slid his tongue over her slit.
“Oh, f**k,” she said, jerking in his arms. Licking her clit, he slid down to tongue her entrance. She was shaking in his arms, getting closer to the edge of her release. Curse kept flicking her clit.
Glancing at her hands, he saw they held the edge of the counter in a death grip.
“Curse.”
He listened to her cry his name. Staying in front of her, he caressed her cl*t feeling her getting closer to orgasm. She would be going over the edge of release in a matter of seconds. Her legs shook, and he kept a firm grip on her to keep her steady.
Tonguing her clit, he watched her fall apart in his arms. Her orgasm crashed through her. Curse licked up her cream, relishing the taste of her pu**y. Mia was going to have to learn to get used to his touch. He wasn’t going anywhere, and if she liked it or not, she belonged to him.
No man was going to touch her or know what she felt like naked.
When the tremors subsided he got to his feet and wiped his mouth. “Tonight, I’m taking you somewhere. I’ll get the prescription to your mother. Don’t argue with me or fight with me. You’ll never win.”
“I’m just supposed to accept what you want?” she asked.
“Yes, fighting with me is a waste of time.”
Leaving the bathroom, Curse took his place at the table. The taste of her still in his mouth, he couldn’t think of anything sweeter.
****
Exhausted, Mia didn’t want to see Curse, let alone go out with him. The orgasm he gave her in the bathroom had consumed her thoughts, which she hated. No man should ever be that addictive. She couldn’t even remember a single order of burgers and shakes. God, she hated her job. She hated working at the diner and cleaning for a living. Mia hated her father more. If he’d stayed then they wouldn’t have struggled in paying for her mother’s health care and she could have finished up her final year in college. Working two jobs and taking care of her mother took every spare moment she had. There was no time for studying. She’d been studying care and nursing, the two occupations she loved to do, but neither was going to help her right away. Funding for school came after her mother’s care.