“wasn’t it?” she asked, still feigning innocence and shaking her head at him. “i like being accused of lying, der,” she told him, lower lip sticking out in a pout for the briefest moment before it turned into a smirk at what he said next. “you kiss your momma with that filthy mouth?” she asked with a brow raised. “i’m sure she taught you better than to speak like that to a lady,” lake continued to tease the man. “but if i am a teasing bitch, it’s only because i can’t help it,” she told him, shrugging her shoulders. “what else am i to do with all these things i can’t possibly understand happening around me,” lake sighed and brought back the pout from earlier. a chill of excitement ran through her when he promised her she wasn’t sorry yet. “that a promise?” she murmured into his scruffy jaw, continuing to kiss her away up the side of his face. she gasped when he grabbed her again suddenly, his grip on her firm as he pulled her over the bulge in his jeans. lake’s teeth sunk down into her lower lip as she felt the evidence of what she’d been doing to the man practically all night. “wanna find out?” she questioned back, raising a brow right back at him and smirking as she started to slowly rock herself down against the bulge in his jeans. she only grew all the more excited when his rough, calloused hand slid under her skirt. she loved how his hands felt against her soft skin. she couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped her lips as he brushed her teasingly, only getting wetter for the man at his teasing. “not a chance,” she replied on a laugh, though her tone was growing breathless.
“now, i wouldn’t ever dare do such a rude thing if you weren’t actually lying”, derek retorted, just the tiniest of smirks playing around the corners of his mouth as he raised one eyebrow. having known lake for as long as he had by now, he knew better than to take her little pout seriously. “she indeed did but being the bad boy that i am...”, he didn’t need to finish the sentence to get his message across, words accompanied by a cocky smirk. the second time she let her soft lips curl into that perfect pout, he couldn’t suppress a low chuckle, petting her cheek condescendingly. “poor doll, left alone with all those men and their difficult conversations”, he taunted, voice laced with derisive sweetness, doing is very best to provoke and challenge her further which was basically their foreplay at this point, “your life really is almost impossibly hard, hmm?” the smirk already gracing his lips only grew in intensity when her lips brushed against his face, his nod merely noticeable. “oh, it is a promise, baby, and we’re going to find out that you’re mostly bold words and not a lot to back it up.” without so much as another warning or giving her another moment to ready herself for what was about to come, he grabbed her at her hips and pulled her forward until she was bent over his lap, her skirt riding dangerously high up her thighs until the tiniest touch was enough to bare her perky ass cheeks. “now this is much better, wouldn’t you agree, baby?”, he continued to tease and taunt her, lips curled into a devilish smirk as he looked down at her. “are you sure you don’t want to beg for forgiveness before i start?”