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Veronica

I wiped the back of my hand over my mouth, sitting back on my heels.

"That was good for your first time," he said. "But you missed some."

With his toe, he pointed to where some cum had dripped onto the floor.

"Lick it up."

Rage burned hot inside me, starting at my belly, searing my throat as it made itself heard. "Fuck. You." I stood, somehow not stumbling, and faced him. I refused to look away. And when he grinned, I drew my arm back and slapped him.

His body didn't move, only his head snapped to the side. He exhaled, and the side of his mouth curved upward as his hand rose to touch his cheek. Slowly, he turned to look at me.

His gaze slid over me, and I shuddered, holding my breath when he brought his fingers to my belly and slid them up between my breasts, over my chest. His hand then fisted around my throat, and I grabbed his forearm as he leaned over me.

"Don't ever fucking do that again."

He squeezed, and I trembled. He was volatile, like a land mine that if I didn't tr