Watched me fall apart.
Because that was what she was doing.
She was not riding me.
She was ruining me.
Piece by piece.
Every time I got close, every time my body started tightening beneath hers, every time my breath turned too sharp and my hips shook on their own accord too badly to hide it, she stopped.
Just stopped.
Held me inside her.
Smiled down at me like the devil had personally taught her the best and worst torture.
I made a sound that should have embarrassed me.
Probably would have, if I had any pride left.
Penny leaned down and kissed the corner of my mouth. “Too much?”
I glared at her.
Or tried to.
She rolled her hips once, tiny and vicious, and my head slammed back against the clothes beneath me.
“Fuck.”
“That was not an answer.”
“You know the answer.”
“I want
