Double Dare (Neighbor from Hell #6)(32)

When Darrin shifted behind her, dragging that abnormally large cock across her bottom, teasing her, she was forced to bite her lip to stop the resulting groan from escaping and giving the bastard the satisfaction of knowing that he was getting to her.

“I can end this anytime, Marybeth,” he whispered in her ear as he ran his hand over her breast, giving it a gentle squeeze before shifting his attention to her other breast. “Just say the word.”

“I’m fine,” she bit out, closing her eyes as she struggled to think about something other than begging him to f*ck her.

She was pathetic.

It had only been a day and a half since the last time that he’d made her scream his name and here she was trembling like it had been years. God, she needed a fix. Just a small orgasm and she’d be fine. She just needed a little relief, just to take the edge off so that she could think this through and figure out how she’d managed to end up in this situation.

Then again, she did have the large bastard behind her to thank for her current predicament, she reminded herself as she forced herself to lie there, pretending that his presence wasn’t affecting her. Opening her eyes to glare at the wall, she berated herself for agreeing to this incredibly stupid dare, but the idea of spending their remaining time together without having to worry about Darrin bringing up marriage again had been too tempting. She should just end this now, she told herself for the hundredth time since last night, but she just couldn’t make herself say the words or find the strength to walk away.

God, she really was weak and pathetic.

“Are you ready to admit defeat?” he asked as he moved against her, gently grinding the cock that was now forbidden to her, against her bottom.

“No!” she snarled back, forcing herself to lie there and take it.

She should be doing everything in her power to end this, to make the bastard cave by using every dirty trick in the book, but she was honestly terrified that if she so much as moved right now that it would be to take what the bastard was offering. She just needed a little time and some space to clear her head, but he refused to give it to her. He knew what he was doing.

Oh, he knew what he was doing…

After setting down his conditions for his latest dare, he’d decided to add some rules to help his cause. They could tempt each other in absolutely any way, and yes, apparently touching was now permitted except for below the belt and that rule apparently applied to both of them. Until one of them caved, and she would make damn sure that it was him, there would be absolutely no satisfaction to be had.

In any way.

He’d made that announcement last night as she’d reached for the little pink tube she’d taken out to bring him to his knees. As soon as she’d picked it up, knowing that she’d have him begging in a matter of minutes, the bastard announced as he stroked himself one last time that there would be absolutely no self-gratification allowed.

To make things interesting, of course.

“Are you ready to admit defeat?” he asked, teasing her hard nipple between his fingers.

“No,” she ground out as she forced herself to lie there and resist the urge to tilt her hips and push back to beg for the relief that she knew he could give her.

He chuckled, kissing her shoulder as he shifted behind her. He ground his hard cock against her, making her lick her lips hungrily as she held her breath, praying that he was about to put her out of misery and slide deep inside her where she needed him the most.

“Just say the word,” he growled as he slowly slid against her bottom, bringing her frustration to a whole new level.

Oh, hell…….

She couldn’t do this.

She just couldn’t do this. She needed this, needed him. After what happened last night…or rather, after what didn’t happen last night, she was on edge, desperate and too weak to refuse the relief that he was offering her.

She tried, God, how she tried, but she couldn’t resist him. She pulled away from him, determined to put some space between them, but somehow she found herself tilting her hips and moving back as she licked her lips in anticipation, desperate for him.

“That’s it, baby,” he said approvingly, sounding pained as he abandoned her breast and placed his hand on her hip and helped guide her back while he shifted his hips.

A hungry moan echoed throughout the room when he pushed forward, placing the large tip of his cock at her entrance. His grip shifted back to her breast, gently squeezing it even as he used his hold on her to pull her against him. He pushed in just enough so that the very tip of his cock was inside her.

“Do you want this?” he whispered harshly as she closed her eyes in defeat and licked her lips hungrily.

“Say it, sweetheart,” he demanded when she didn’t answer him. “Tell me to f*ck you.”

Groaning, she numbly nodded as she licked her lips while she tried to push back and force him to slide in further, but he quickly stopped her by returning his hand to her hip and held her still.

“Say. It,” he bit out harshly as his hand tightened around her hip, keeping her locked in place as she lay there, desperate for more. “Tell me that you need me to f*ck your sweet * and put us both out of our misery, sweetheart.”

“I….I,” she mumbled, licking her lips hungrily as her breaths came faster, struggling to fight this even as she shivered with pleasure.