“I know.”
“You lied to Rhianna.”
“Does it surprise you?”
“No, I should have known.” She went to bend down to clean up the mess.
“Stop.”
“Why?”
“You know why.”
“This isn’t going to happen. You’ve got plenty of women. You’ve got entire clubs of them. A harem at your beck and call.”
“Then tell me why it’s you I want.”
“Because you want what you can’t have.”
He smiled. “Are you so sure about that?”
“Yes.”
“Then tell me why your nipples are rock-hard.”
“It’s cold.”
“And now you’re lying. If you were cold, you wouldn’t be walking around half-naked and I have to say, Claire, you can dance around my apartment naked all you want.” He stared at her tits as he couldn’t get enough of them.
“This isn’t going to happen.”
He crossed the kitchen, pressing her up against the fridge once again, trapping her in place.
“You want it,” he said.
“You’re Rhianna’s brother.”
“I know who I am.”
“And you don’t care. She hated all the girls who tried to chase after you. Who befriended her just to get close to you,” she said.
“And you’re already best friends with her. You didn’t seek out friendship with her just to get to me. If so, you’ve been playing this game a long time.” He stroked his finger down her arm, hearing the slight catch in her voice.
“You know I haven’t.”
“Then how about I give you … a choice.”
“It’s simple, I’m not sleeping with you.”
“I don’t sleep with women, Claire. I fuck, plain and simple. There will be no snuggling, no sleeping, just you enjoying my dick.”
“You’re a pig.”
“And you like it,” he said. He cupped her between her thighs and she cried out, moaning as he used his palm once again to rub her pussy. “Your mouth is lying to you again.”
“Just because my body wants you doesn’t mean I’m going to give in to it.”
“No, how about this. You give me one month, thirty-one days, and I will give you an apartment and you name your price.”
“I’m not a whore.”
“You want to benefit from this arrangement?” he asked.
“I have a job. I don’t need money.”
“But you do need an apartment and the places you’ve looked at are not good enough. Thirty-one days, and I’ll make every single one of your desires come true. In return, whenever I want you, however I want you, you’ll come to me, begging, wet, and ready. I will have complete, unlimited access to your body to do with as I please.”
“You’re crazy. You think I don’t know about you? I haven’t heard what people have said, that I don’t know what you’re capable of. I saw what you did to Tony.”
“He deserved it and I bet you liked seeing him pay.” He cupped her face. “Not too long ago, this pretty face had a nice little bruise on it from his handiwork, so don’t go telling me you’ve got feelings for an asshole who doesn’t deserve it.”
She jerked out of his hold but with him blocking her path, she couldn’t go anywhere. “You could hurt me.”
“It goes without saying that anything you experience with me will be consensual, legal, and I will not under any circumstances hurt you or leave a scar on this pretty body.” He pressed his cock close to her, letting her feel him. “You’re tempted, I can tell. The look in your eyes, it’s one I remember well.”
When he put his hand back on her pussy, she cried out. Sliding beneath her panties, he groaned at how soaking wet she was. “You’ve been a good girl all your life. Don’t you want to have some fun? Rhianna will never have to know. I won’t tell her.”
“I don’t want you to pay me,” she said.
He smiled. “Then the apartment we use is mine. It will belong to me, but it’ll be where you come to when I need you. Got it? After tonight, this place is out of bounds.”
She nodded.
“I’m going to need you to agree,” he said.
“You want me to say it out loud? That you can fuck me?”
He slammed his lips down on hers, pulling his fingers from her pussy, Gripping her ass, he lifted her and went straight to his bedroom. He didn’t have time to wait. His cock ached to be inside her. Gabriel didn’t expect to last the full thirty-one days though. Once he had his fill and was bored, their agreement would come to an end.
Dropping her on the end of the bed, he cupped her face, ravishing her lips once more. After he stepped back, he opened up his belt, staring at her. Her cheeks were flushed.
“Take off your clothes,” he said.
“Maybe we should turn the light off,” she said.
“Take off your clothes. I don’t like to repeat myself, so you’re going to have to get used to doing as you’re told.”
She stood up and he wondered if she was going to hit him. He wouldn’t mind. He rather liked the idea that she wasn’t afraid of him. She grabbed the bottom of her shirt and slowly pulled it up over her head. She wore a matching bra. It was a nice color, but not sexy enough. She flicked the catch and her breasts sprang free, and he groaned.
They were big, with nice-sized red nipples he’d been thinking of sucking.
“Now the panties,” he said.
She bent forward and he wished she was in front of a mirror, but there would be plenty of time for that. Watching her now, she wriggled out of the panties and they dropped to the floor.
“Leave them,” he said. “Climb on the bed. Spread your legs, let me see what now belongs to me.”
Claire slid on the bed, lifted her legs so her feet were flat on the bed, and opened her thighs, showing him. She had a small smattering of curls but there was no mistaking the arousal clinging to her.
He crawled onto the bed, putting a hand on her knee and holding her wide.
“Touch your pussy,” he said.
“What?”
“You heard me. I don’t like to repeat myself.”
“You keep doing it for me.”
He gripped her hips and spun her around, gripping her ass tightly. After raising his hand, he brought it down hard on her ass. “And maybe now you should take your punishment?” He pushed two fingers inside her from behind, hearing her cry out. In and out, he pumped and she rocked back, moaning his name. “That’s right, Claire, I’m the one in charge. You push me, I’ll push back. I’d hate for our first time together to be where you don’t get an orgasm for being naughty.”
He pulled his fingers from her and put her back into position. Her face was flushed.
“Now, touch yourself.”
She reached down between her thighs, stroking over her clit.
“So pretty. That’s it, let yourself go, feel it. Feel how good it is.” He watched her work her clit with a single finger.
She was so reserved.
Joining in, he shoved two fingers back inside her and brought them up to her clit, showing her what to do. “Don’t be afraid of getting wet, of feeling every single inch. That’s it, stroke your pussy.” He took her hand, guiding her to the best orgasm she could possibly have.