C102 Dirty for you

"Oh God," she croaked when he pushed his fingers in and out of her, "I don't even want you."

To this, he smirked, curled his fingers burrowing in her wetness, and pulled them out slowly, sucking her warm juices into his mouth while maintaining eye contact with her. She tasted like a thousand orgasms and a fucking liar.

"No?" He asked, still holding her gaze.

"No," she whispered looking away