17

“Jake,” I began but he held out a hand to stop me. It was like he was barely holding onto his sanity. I realized that his eyes were still trained on my spread thighs and I slowly pulled my fingers out. He threw his head back and muttered a curse under his breath.

He slowly stood to his feet and I watched as he closed the distance between us and took my fingers into his mouth. He licked them clean and just like that, I was wet again. My orgasm was nowhere close to enough and I wanted him. I opened my mouth to speak but he shot me a dark look that had the words dying in my throat.

“So let me get this straight,” he began after he released my fingers with a pop. “I was busy with work and you decided to be a brat because of it.”

“You ignored me. You barely even looked at me,” I was well aware that I sounded like a child but I didn’t care. He was rude and I was simply returning the favor.

“You don’t get to be a fucking brat when you want to, Hayley,” he muttered before pulling back to look