After all, I’d fucked plenty of girls, but I’d never done this with anyone.
Jessica was different. I knew it from the moment I saw her with that crazy son-of-a-bitch’s gun pressed into her side, and I felt it now. My problems were still there, but with her in my arms, they were no longer choking the life out of me.
I finally felt like I could breathe.
I needed her in my life… needed this.
“Thank you,” I whispered against her neck.
She giggled. “Anytime.”
Good. I planned to take her up on that.
Jessica
ONCE AGAIN, I found myself wrapped in Spade’s muscular, tattooed arms, my breathing heavy and my body spent, trying to figure out what had just happened. He wasn’t the “Latino Lover,” he was more like a drug that robbed me of my inhibitions and morals, ripped off my clothes, and turned me into some sex-crazed floozy.
“You okay?” he asked. His deep, husky voice rolled across my skin, making me want to arch my back against him like a shameless hussy.
What is wrong with you, Jess? Get your life together!
“Yes.” That wasn’t exactly true. I was sore, stinging, and boneless, but somehow it all felt wonderful. I was more than okay; I’d crossed over into blissful.
The dryer dinged, letting us know my clothes were finished.
Spade stood, taking me with him. I didn’t know if I could stand yet, but my capabilities didn’t matter since he didn’t release me. With my back pressed against his front, he leaned his head over my shoulder and ran his fingertips down my neck, over my breasts, past my stomach to cup my sex. “I’m not done with this yet.”
As his words turned on my body, they cooled my head. I didn’t know who he thought he was, but I wasn’t some sort of sex toy made for his enjoyment. Regardless of how freaking awesome that enjoyment was for me, I refused to be used for my body. “And what about the rest of me?”
Chuckling, he spun me around to face him. It happened so quick I had to hold onto him to keep my balance. His big, calloused hands framed my face and he met my gaze. “Do you have any idea how shitty I felt before I got here?” he asked.
I shook my head.
“This thing between us… it’s more than sex. I like being around you. You make the world a little brighter. I breathe easier when you’re with me. It’s… nice.”
That was the sweetest thing anyone had ever said to me. “Really?”
He kissed my forehead. “Yes, really. I’m not blowin’ smoke up your ass. I mean, you already put out, so I don’t have to.”
Unimpressed by his casual dismissal of what had happened between us, I crossed my arms and stared him down. “I put out, huh?”
He grinned, looking all too proud of himself. “Yep. And you will again. You like my fingers, my lips, my tongue, and my cock. You can’t resist me.”
Actually, it was his words and the way he looked at me like I was a tall glass of water and he’d just walked across the desert that did me in. The rest of him was icing on the cake.
His hands dropped to my butt and he pulled me against him. “I know how to rock your body, you feel safe with me, and I’m entertaining as fuck. Admit it, you like me.”
“You forgot humble.”
“Yeah, there’s no need for that bullshit.” He flashed me a smile, daring me to argue. “I’m hungry. I haven’t eaten all day, and I’m hoping to burn off a few more calories with you later. You got anything to eat around here?”
Trying not to get caught up on the idea of having sex with him again, I considered the sad state of my refrigerator. There were a couple of frozen dinners in the freezer, but I wasn’t about to pull those out for Spade. I might be old school, but I still believed the way to a man’s heart was through his stomach. I didn’t know what a sexy, fun, intelligent beefcake like Spade saw in a nerd like me, but I wanted the first meal I made him to impress his socks off and make him fall to his knees to profess his undying love for me. “Nope. But why don’t we head back to the station and I’ll make you something there?”
His eyes widened. “You can cook?”
Glad to have sparked his interest, I replied, “I have five words for you: basic science and following directions. Look at me.” I pushed my glasses up my nose. “Of course, I can cook.” I didn’t know where this sassy chick had been hiding but Spade sure did bring her out of me. His shameless flirting made me want to rise to the occasion and join in on the banter.
He openly gawked at me. “You’re so fuckin’ hot. Even more so when you get all feisty.”
