“I missed you, Ace.”
I try to keep my eyes on his face, but it’s hard—really hard—not to take in his erect cock that’s practically bouncing around, begging for attention.
What are you doing?” I squeak.
“What does it look like I'm doing?”
“It looks like you're lying on my bed naked," I snap.
Well, Iamnow. A few minutes ago, I was stroking my cock with this.”
He holds up his hand, his fingers tangled in the lace fabric of my favorite skimpy, hot pink, panties.
“You’ve lost your mind,” I gasp yanking the fabric from his hand.
He just grins bigger. That feeling of being in over my head with this man barrels down on me.
Yet, instead of panic, all I can feel is pleasure because he’s here…
CHAPTER19
Slater
I grin because she's looking at me, but her gaze keeps straying down to look at my cock—a cock which just happens to be rock hard.
“You broke into my house,” she whispers.
“I always knew you had beauty and brains.”
“You’re insane. Do you realize what will happen if anyone sees you here? Get out of my bed and get dressed before my mother comes home and finds you.”
“I would, except there's a problem,” I murmur, my hand snaking down to wrap around my cock. I stroke myself slowly, grinning as her lips part, her eyes dilate, and she inhales deeply.
That's it, baby. Drink it in.
“Yeah, the problem is you've lost your damn mind. I already told you that.”
Marigold walks around the bed and grabs my clothes that are lying on the floor. She throws them at me, and I don't think it's a coincidence they land on my cock. That would have been fine, but the belt buckle hits my balls and pain shoots through me. It's not horrible, but my balls are freaking blue already thanks to Marigold, so it doesn't exactly feel good either.
“Damn it, woman. Be careful with the goods. You're going to need them as much as I do in a few minutes.”
“The hell I will, Bat-Boy.”
I grab her arm and pull her so that her lips are close to mine. She reaches down, latching onto my hip to catch herself so she doesn't fall against me. Her face is a breath away from mine and her hand is branding me. This woman owns me, and she has no idea.
“Now, we both know you’re lying. You need me as much as I need you, Marigold. I’ve been missing the fuck out of you and I’m not leaving this room until I have you.”
“This wasn’t part of the deal, Slater. We’re just scratching each other’s backs. You can’t just show up unannounced.”
“Bullshit. We’re more than that to one another. You know it and I know it.”
“We had sex one time, Slater,” she counters, and I can hear the panic leaking into her voice.
“It was more than sex. We’re more than that. You’re not an easy lay to me, Marigold. You’re a fuck of a lot more. You’re important.”
“Did you forget to take your medication today?” she whispers.
“You and I are going to happen, Ace. You need to come to terms with it now because I'm not letting you walk away and if you’re honest with yourself you don’t want to.”