“Look, I have to go. But it was so good seeing you again.” He steps closer, and that’s when my drunk addled brain clicks as to who he is. He’s the man who tried hitting on me when Keir took me out for dinner with him and his mistress. “Tell Keir, Romarc said hi.” He leans in and kisses my cheek, lingering far longer than necessary. “I mean, you are here with him, right?” he asks, and I nod, then pull away.
“I figured as much. He’s a smart man to not let a pretty thing like you go.”
I have no words for him, so he turns and leaves. When he’s gone, I scan the room for Piper, only to find her now in full makeout mode with that guy. Sending a quick text back to Keir, I slide the cell into my purse and make my way over to her.
“Piper…” She breaks her lips away. “I’m gonna catch a cab and head back.”
She pouts her bottom lip. “Are you sure?”
“Yes, really sure. I need to sleep before the baby wakes me in the morning.”
She nods, turns back to the man whose lap she’s currently on, and goes back to kissing him.
Walking out the front, I spot Romarc getting into a car with two other men.
He spots me too and says, “Do you need a lift?”
“No, thanks. My ride is almost here.” I check the app, and a car pulls up and I slide in.
Romarc watches me, and I feel uneasy. I don’t know why. But there’s something about that man I don’t like. The driver takes off, and I almost fall asleep in the back of the car. Thankfully, it’s only a short drive to Keir’s house, and as soon as the car comes to a stop, I get out and head to the door.
On my way, I bring up the camera above Wren’s bed. She has woken and Keir has picked her up. Then I hear it—his voice talking to her, telling her a story. About us. Then I hear Joey’s voice as Wren is placed back in the bed.
“Do you plan to stand out there all night?” I raise my eyes to see Keir standing at the front door. Turning the camera off from Joey with Wren my eyes return to Keir. He’s shirtless and in long sleeper shorts, ones that have an elastic waistband, the kind that you know if you pulled that waistband just a little, you’d be able to see what’s underneath. And I really want to see what’s underneath.
How I have missed the way he slides into me. The way he uses objects on me that I didn’t know I liked until him.
“If you keep looking at me like that, I won’t care that you don’t want me to fuck you.”
I almost tell him to fuck me, that he can have me.
To just come here and do it now.
But I move in the heels—that are amazing—and walk to him.
He reaches out and brushes a stray piece of hair from my face. “You’re drunk.” I can only nod at his words. “Let’s get you to bed.” He lifts me up, and my legs go around his waist, not caring that my dress is showing off half my ass. He cups it with his fingers, gripping it hard.
“Where is Piper?” Joey asks.
I turn to see him smirking at Keir and me.
Keir pulls my dress down discretely as I lean forward on his shoulder and lay my head there.
“Club,” I moan and close my eyes.
Keir doesn’t stop to chat.
When we get to the bedrooms, he goes straight for his, and I don’t fight him. He lays me down, removes my shoes, then walks out. He comes back in with the crib and puts it near the bed, and relief washes over me that Wren’s close. I’m not used to not having her near me.
“I want you to fuck me,” I whisper to him, sitting up. Removing the straps of my dress, I let it fall, exposing my breasts. His eyes darken even more, and I scoot back on the bed and open my legs. His heated gaze falls to where my panties are, and I watch as his cock hardens beneath his sleep shorts.
“Sailor.”
“Yes,” I say breathily, my head dropping back, my hands falling to my panties and pulling them to the side and sliding a finger into myself. “Tell me you want to fuck me, Keir,” I ask him, pushing in and out.
His desire-filled eyes watch my every move, and his hands are clenched at his sides. I pull my finger out and get up on all fours until I’m in front of him, then I smirk. Lifting my fingers that were inside of me, I place them at his lips, and he opens as I slide my digits into his mouth and he sucks me like a lollipop, tasting every last drop of me. When I pull my hand free, I touch his hard chest and give him my best fuck me smile.