She blinks like an innocent. “Yes?”
I can’t wait to devour her. “About the sex. You really want it, huh?”
She blushes but her eyes don’t waver from mine. “Yeah. I do.”
I toss the plates onto the table. “Sit. Eat.”
A crease mars her perfect forehead. “But… the sex.”
“Dinner first. Revenge sex second.” She wants it and who am I to tell her no?
Chapter Eight
Faith
Chapter 8 — Faith
I moan as I take a bite of the steak. Conn saws at his so hard that I think he’s going to cut through the plate. “You don’t need a knife it’s so tender,” I tell him. It melts in my mouth like butter. He doesn’t seem to care because he keeps on sawing at his piece of meat. “I’m never going to leave if you feed me like this.” I take another giant bite of my steak. I already know I’m eating too much and my stomach is going to hurt but I can’t help myself. I haven’t had a good meal like this one in a long time and I plan to eat every morsel of it.
“You should eat more.” He cuts a piece of his steak off, dropping it onto my plate. I’m still not even halfway through mine.
“I eat enough.” I take another bite of the steak that he dropped into my plate. I sure as heck am not giving it back. I am going to be stingy for once. I never get to be that way. I learned that growing up with stepsiblings. I always fell to the back of the line when it came to getting something. So today I’m going to live it up. I’ll eat all this steak and then hopefully take a bite out of Conn next. I lick my lips thinking about actually biting him. Why does it sound so appealing? I think I’ve read one too many vampire romances or something. I mean, I wouldn’t truly bite him, I’d only take a tiny little nip. Enough to leave a small mark on him.
“Doesn’t look like it.” He leans over a little so he can get a better look at me. I’m perched on a chair as I try to finish my dinner.
“I thought you liked what you saw.” My eyes try and flick to the erection that he’s been trying to hide. It’s under the table so I can’t get a better look. It’s probably for the best because every time I get a peek of it, I begin to worry about how it’s going to fit inside me. Hopefully, Conn will be demonstrating that to me very soon. Even though it’s a tad bit scary it should work. I think. “You think I’m small because I’m short. You should see my stepsister Trish. Now she’s small. I don’t think I can fit one leg in her pants.” I continue to rattle on about this or that until Conn pushes back from the table.
“I’m going to show you how much I like what I see.” He stands. “We’re going to have to skip the dessert. I need a piece of you now.” He must see my face fall because he stops in his tracks. He’s trying to keep his calm but he’s breathing a little faster now. It’s hard to believe how much he wants me. With my ex it was so hot and cold. I guess Conn is hot and cold too but more with his grumpiness. Not so much with his want to get it on.
“Unless that’s not what you want.”
I lick my lips, wanting what he’s offering but also wanting the pie he’d promised. Why can’t I have both? We have all night. I look up at him. The man is massive. Maybe I should be a bit more worried about how we are going to fit together. Compared to him I am small.
“You promised me pie.”
Conn walks toward me. When he gets to me, he leans down so that his face is only inches from mine. He begins to say something but stops immediately. He walks over to where Bear and Smittens are cuddled up and he places his hands over Smittens’ ears.
“You offered me a piece of your pie hours ago and I plan to feast on it until you’re creaming in my mouth. Then I plan on fucking you until you scream my name over and over again.” Smittens purrs under his massive hands. I sit there in shock for a moment. The nervousness that had formed inside of me melts away. On second thought, I can eat the pie later.
“Okay,” I agree but I don’t move. I’m not sure what to do next to offer him my pie? I should have asked Nora. There is no time to ponder it before Conn is moving and lifting me from my chair to carry me down the hallway. He tosses me onto a massive bed.