“Is it ever boring for a guy?”
“Not when he’s coming.”
I laugh softly. “I suppose not. Maybe that was the problem. Zoe didn’t always get to with certain ones.”
“Lucky for C or she might not have been free when he found her.”
I smile. “Yeah, she doesn’t seem to be having that problem anymore. I’ve never seen her so into someone.” I lick my lips, thinking that I’ve never been into anyone before Sasha, period. “I know you like to be in charge. Is it annoying when I ask you to slow down?”
“Never.”
“Aren’t you impatient?” I ask, propping myself up on my hand. “I always feel so impatient when I’m close.”
“When you’re tight and wet and you come on my cock, it feels fantastic. It makes me come harder when I do.”
I smile. “We’re good together.”
“Better than good.”
I rest my head on his chest. “Whydoyou pick me up to move me?”
“When I used to watch you, I’d get the urge to take you.”
“Take me? To have sex?”
“That too.”
“To take me? You mean to kidnap me?” I ask with a laugh.
“I guess. Just to pick you up and carry you off. To have you.”
“So I am like a toy doll to you,” I say, laughing and slapping his arm.
“Somewhat,” he says.
After a moment, I say, “There’s a new urban fantasy series I like. Maybe we’ll read it together?”
“Yeah.” He’s silent a moment, then he says, “What about a house? Instead of my apartment. It’s too small for us long-term, right?”
“Even if we weren’t together, it’s too small. You’re a giant. And rich. And that’s like a double-wide jail cell. Are you in training?”
He laughs. “All right.”
“All right what?”
“I’ll get you a house.” He pulls out his phone and sends a text.
“What was that?”
“There’s a nearby lot to build on. I told Trick to get it for me.”
“Trick,” I say thoughtfully. “He’s got his hand in everything.”
“Not everything,” Sasha says, pressing his hand into the small of my back.
“He needs a girl of his own.”
Sasha’s quiet.
