Page 65 of Sinful King


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“This isourbed,” I say against her lips. “Andourroom. You’ll be here with me. Understood?”

She nods and licks her lips, brushing my own in the process.

“You’ll also text grocery requests and anything else directly tome.”

Her brows pull into that frown. “Okay. I didn’t know what to do.”

“Now you do.” I kiss her again. “Just ask me if you don’t know, baby.”

“Okay.”

I roll us onto our sides so my weight is off her.

“That was?—”

“Fucking incredible,” I answer. I love the tender smile I get in return.Genuine. Happy.

“Your piercing … you’re right. I can’t explain how good that was.”

“I’m glad, firefly. It’s all yours now.”

A blush covers her face. Then she goes quiet.

“What?” We’re still connected—I don’t want to leave her heat—but I can tell something’s on her mind. Even though I should have fucked all thoughts from that pretty little head.

She takes a breath.

“I want to invite Scarlett here. She’s my friend.”

“That’s fine.”

“She was scared.”

I frown. “Why?”

“Because it’s drilled into new employees that this is off-limits.”

“Ah.” I brush her hair over her shoulder. Christ, I can’t take my hands off her. “If she’s invited, it’s okay. Would it make you happy if I offered her an apartment here?”

She blinks rapidly. “You’d do that?”

“She’s your friend. If she wants it, I don’t have aproblem with it.” My firefly’s eyes fill with tears, and I frown. “Hey, what’s this for?”

“I’m not used to … any of this.”

“Any of what?”

“Being listened to. Cared about. Feeling like I have a voice and a choice.”

“You have anything and everything you want.” I kiss her forehead. “Now, we have one more thing to discuss for now.”

“Okay.” She sniffs and brushes her sweet fingertips down my cheek.

“If you don’t want to get pregnant, you’d better get your birth control figured out. I don’t plan to ever fuck you with anything between us.”

Her eyebrows shoot up in surprise, and I grin before kissing her, then pulling away to use the bathroom.

“Rome—”