She waves me off. “My other phone.”
“How many do you have?”
“Two.”
“Then why do you need that one as well?” I say as I peer down at her suitcase.
As her slow sassy-ass smile grows, I have a sense I’m not going to like what she’s going to say.
“It’s my dick phone.”
My mouth opens and I stare at her. “What… the… fuck is a dick phone?”
“The number I give out when I want dick.” She answers so innocently that it contrasts with what she’s actually saying. I stride to her. “What are you doing?” she asks. I bend, sifting through her clothes. “Hey!” she yelps.
The phone stops but then rings again. “Desperate asshole!” I mutter under my breath. I open the front zipper, pull the phone out, and answer it. “She’s married now!” I hang up.
She tries to grab the phone back, but I turn, giving her my back, moving my arms out of her grasp as I pull the back off the phone and take out the SIM card. I snap the SIM card in half, turn, and place the pieces in her hands while slipping the phone into my back pocket.
She gasps. Usually, I couldn’t give two fucks who women have or are sleeping with. I’ve always lived in the now, never, not once, focused on the future.
“Sorry, wifey, my dick’s theonlyone you’ll be riding for the next month.” A thought came to mind. I’ve seen the way she looks at me. If she’s used to regular sex and wants me, then I can use it to my advantage. I smile at myself. I’m a genius.
SEVEN
SURRENDER AND COCKBLOCKING
Sophie
“I heardyou got made to change,” Zara points out in an amused voice.
I glare at Viper, who’s playing pool across the room with Rage, Cash, and Candy, before directing my gaze back at Zara, who’s sipping on the whiskey and cola I made for her.
“Hmm…” I mumble, half-annoyed that I crumbled but secretly loving being manhandled. Seeing the dominant side of him stirred something within me.
My lips pinch before I say, “He’d better not get used to winning.”
“Winning?”
“He won by me giving in. That won’t happen again.” Unless I want it to.
She tilts her head to the side and squints. I sigh. “Don’t worry about it,” I answer. My cousin Knox is infatuated with her. She wouldn’t know what playing games was.
“I’m not used to men standing up to me. This whole spending night and day with the same person is clearly affecting me,” I say as I twirl a finger next to my temple. “To my surprise, I liked it. Usually, I’d be mortified, but a fine man like him giving me an ultimatum hit differently.” I think back to him standing by the door, his arms crossed, biceps bulging, and face stern, his voice deep and commanding…Yum. “I tell you what, though…” I say softly. “I don’t think I’ll be able to hold off on sex any longer.”
She laughs, but I’m serious. I’m dying to have his hands on me again.
“How long have you lasted without sex?” she asks, curious.
“Over the last few years? Maybe five days.”
“Five days?” she says in a high-pitched voice. “That’s all… five days?”
“And it was one of the toughest times of my life,” I say dramatically.
She smiles. “I’ve missed your sense of humor. I’m glad you’re staying with us.”
“Aw… I’ve missed you too.”
