Another couple of hours pass. I can’t just stay here forever. Sable won’t make me feel like a prisoner in my own room. So I head downstairs to the kitchen to grab something to eat. And that’s when I hear it.
Voices…
Sable and Kane.
He’s chatting her up like he does with cute girls at the bar, and she’s giggling like it’s actually working on her.
My core goes tight. Something sharpens in my center. I drop the eggs I just grabbed from the fridge and march into the living room, where I find them sitting across from each other.
Sable is wearing a short crimson skirt that shows off her incredible legs and some kind of shirt that looks like it was made out of two scarfs crisscrossing her tits.
She looks fabulous.
Anger and jealousy shoot through me, followed by the urge to lay Kane out as he flashes a grin at her.
She catches my eye like she’s just waiting for me to explode.
But I don’t. I can’t.
I turn and walk out back to the car, hop in, and drive off. Fuck that. I’m not about playing games.
Fuck it. I’ll go to the gym. We’ve got a private one at home, but I don’t feel like being there now. I take a hard left, blowing through a red light, and that’s when something flashes in my rear view.
I glance up and see a black SUV following me.
Sable.
My knuckles whiten on the wheel, and my heartbeat surges wildly as I yank the car over onto the side of the road.
Sable screeches to a halt behind me, and we both leap out at the same time, striding toward each other like we’re about to swing.
“Where the hell are you going?” she shouts, her voice shrill and biting.
I shrug right back at her. “The gym. What’s it to you?”
She closes in on me, and for a brief second, I think she really is going to hit me. But she stops and glares right into my eyes.
“Sothat’swhy you left?”
My lips twist into a smile. “What are you suggesting?” I ask her. “You saying I’m jealous of you talking to Kane?”
“You saying you’re not?”
“Hey, you’re the one who said no feelings,” I reply, throwing her words back at her.
Sable’s lips part, and her expression shifts, like I just hit her with something she didn’t see coming.
She just stands there, gawking at me like she’s been hit by a meteor. It goes on for so long that eventually I just turn my back on her and go back to my car. Just as I’m sliding in, I hear her steps behind me.
I turn and look just as she throws herself onto my lap. She grabs my face and kisses me hungrily, like she might just die if our lips don’t touch.
My cock hardens as I slide my hands up her skirt and grab her ass. No panties. What a dirty little girl. She wants this. And I’m going to give it to her.
All the blood rushes from my brain to my cock, leaving me lightheaded as I hungrily knead the soft flesh of her thighs.
She’s not wearing any panties and is already dripping all over my legs.
“You want to be my little slut?” I ask her, pulling my cock from my pants. She nods, pressing her forehead against mine. I can hear her breaths, short and taut, as she starts grinding against me.
