“Mila,” he cuts me off. He unclips my seatbelt.
“Thanks,” I mumble, and not about the seatbelt. I’m thankful he cut off my ramblings.
“Show me your home. I want to see it, and then we’ll collect a few of your things.” We’re halfway up the stairs to my place as he says this. “That’s your lock?”
“I mean, it’s not solar panel powered or anything. Just a good old-fashioned key lock.” I reach into my purse to find my key. “I lose everything in here.” I keep digging, trying to find the stupid thing. I stop when I hear the sound of my lock clicking as it always does when I turn the key in it. But when I look up, Jay doesn't have a key in his hand. Only this little piece of metal.
“You’re getting a new lock. A new door actually.”
“You picked that?” I don’t know if I should be impressed or annoyed, but the truth is I’m actually a bit freaked out. “It was that easy? That’s kind of—”
“Scary for two young women? Agreed. Don’t worry, I’ll have it taken care of.”
“You have investments in a company that specializes in doors and locks too?” I tease. “Might have to check with the owner of the building. We had to ask to paint.” I point my thumb to the soft grayish-blue wall.
“I’m invested in everything when it comes to you, Mila.” He kicks the door closed behind him as he enters our small loft. The room shrinks two sizes with him now in it.
I don’t get a chance to respond. His mouth claims mine in another one of those life-altering kisses that make you forget about all those red flags. I might need a white one by the time this kiss is done.
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JAY
This place isn’t safe for two rats and a piece of cheese, let alone two single women. I’m going to have to install a new door, a security system, and a half-dozen locks. But none of that is happening now.
Right now, I have to be inside her. “Bedroom,” I say. It’s half-order, half-question, but I don’t wait for an answer. This place isn’t that big.
Lips still locked, I pick her up and carry her through one of the open doors. I hit the lights and check it out.
“This yours?” It looks like it fits her. It’s bright and pretty with lots of color.
“Yes. How’d you know?” She eyes me with wonder.
“We’re connected, Mila. Of course, I’d know.” I set her down next to the bed and wrap my hands around her shoulders. I can’t decide what I want to do first. Suck on her tits? Tongue her cunt? Map her body with my hands and then my mouth?
“How come we haven’t met before then?”
“'Cuz you weren’t ready.”
“And you were?” she challenges. I love it when she does that.
“Waiting for you.” I press a kiss to her shoulder.
“You should have looked for me then.”
I put on a mock frown. “Are you always going to be busting my balls?”
“Absolutely.” She crosses her arms. “Otherwise you’re going to try to walk all over me, telling me what to do, who I can’t talk to, and stuff like that. I’m my own, clumsy, person.”
“Noted.” I circle her waist with my fingers and jerk her close to me so she can feel the hard jut of my erection against her stomach. “This autocratic asshole is going to fuck you until you have no energy to be clumsy. How’s that sound?”
“Scary, to be honest.” She worries her lower lip between her teeth and then blows out a long stream of air upward, which ruffles her bangs. “I’ll just be straight with you. I haven’t had sex before. I’m bound to do something awkward like bite your dick, and I don’t think there are enough ‘oops’ in the world to make up for that. Maybe we should just kiss and then cuddle.”
I chuckle at her suggestion until I realize she’s not laughing with me. “You’re serious.”
“Yeah.” The frown lines are back between her eyes. “Are you done laughing at me? Because if so, the door is behind you.” Her pretty finger with the short nails buffed pink points over my shoulder.
I capture it with my hand and bring her palm to my mouth. “I’m not making fun of you, because I promise that there’s nothing you can do to me, including biting my cock, which is going to turn me off. In fact”—I lower her hand down to cover the thick bulge in my pants—“I’m hard just thinking about all the oops things you could do to me.” I move her hand along the cloth-covered shaft and let her get used to the size. “Because it’s your first time, we’ll save the dick sucking for later. Right now, all you have to do is relax.” I bend forward and kiss her gently. I ply her lips open and leisurely sweep my tongue inside. Her hands come up to my shoulders while my fingers delve into her hair and tilt her head to the side for better access.