It made me want to lash out at her.
I controlled the urge, recognizing I couldn’t punish her for her honesty. “You think I’d spill your secrets, Silver?”
“No.” I heard the sincerity in her answer and relaxed a little. “But like I said, this isn’t only my secret to share, and I’ve made promises.” She leaned toward me. “If I thought anyone would get hurt, I’d tell you. I’d tell the police everything. But it’s not going to go that far. I promise.”
“What about you? This person is only threatening you. Do you really believeyouwon’t get hurt?”
She tilted her head to the side, contemplating me. Her hair slid over her shoulder, and I wanted to wrap the silky strands in my fist while I moved inside her again. “Do you care?”
Dangerous fucking question.
And she knew it.
In answer, I got up abruptly and grabbed our empty plates. As I dumped them in the sink, I ordered, “Get up and bend over the table.”
“Are you serious? I’ve just eaten.”
Considering the toast had merely been a light repast, I turned to face her and crossed my arms over my chest. “Do you want to come again or not?”
Silver’s cheeks flushed and she slowly stood, muttering, “Arrogant, cocky bastard.”
My lips twitched. “Bend over.”
Arousal darkened her eyes. “I’m not wearing any underwear.”
“I’m perfectly aware of that.”
Her gaze dropped to my crotch where my cock proudly tented my joggers. “Well, you certainly have a lot of stamina for a man of your advanced years.”
Little brat. I curbed my smile, covering it with a glower. “In ten seconds, I’m going to take care of my situation myself and leave you to deal with your own. Unless you bend the fuck over.”
“You know you should really psychoanalyze why you are able to string together so many fully formed sentences when it comes to sex but not when it comes to normal, everyday conversation.”
“I don’t need to. It’s called a calculated choice. Five, four, three?—”
“Fine, God!” She adorably and somewhat hilariously sprawled herself across the table.
My amusement ended, however, when my T-shirt rode up over her perfect arse. The woman really did have the most astonishing pair of legs and arse.
“Are you happy?” Silver asked a little breathlessly, the right side of her face to the tabletop, her hands by her face. “I’m feeling very vulnerable right now, you asshole.”
My lips twitched at the dirty comeback that immediately came to mind, but I let it slide as I crossed the room to her. My gaze flicked briefly to Akiva who was asleep on the couch and hopefully wouldn’t interfere with what was about to happen.
Anticipation tightened in my gut as I cupped Silver’s smooth, lush wee arse. Her breath stuttered as I caressed her gently, slowly, sliding my palms up her spine beneath the T-shirt and around to cup her tits.
“Ramsay,” she murmured huskily, pushing her arse back into me, naturally spreading so I could stand between her legs.
I thumbed her hard nipples, looking forward to sucking on them until Silver writhed in my lap with unspent need.Another time.
Instead, I gave them one last caress and straightened.
Her gaze cut to me, her head lifting.
“Stay there.”
She watched me take a condom out of my pocket. “You brought those with you from the bedroom?”
I did.
