Jake’s earnest expression vanishes. “Right.”
“It is right. So, thanks for asking me out and all, but you’re too nice forme.”
“I’m ‘too nice for you’?”
“Yup. I like it rough.”
Jake’s eyes darken, and his chest expands, and suddenly, he’s the man who finger-fucked me to orgasm in an Uber. “I can do rough.”
I ignore the urgent fluttering inside my G-string. “You’re not my type. I figured that out last night.”
“You came on my dick five times.”
More like eight, but whatever.
“Another thing you’ll never be able to prove in court.”
“Keep talking, and I’ll prove it to you right on this fuckin’ table, Renaldo.”
A hot sizzle runs through my pussy. Fine. So, this guy turns me on. That still doesn’t mean I want to have some freak dinner with him. I clear my throat. “Good luck with that. Anyway, it was fun banging you in that stag Airbnb, Jake ‘Get One Last Name Already’ Holland, but I only date self-centred nutsacks who hate me, so…?”
His eyes flash a warning. “If you wanted it harder last night, why didn’t you say something?”
This fucking guy.“I say lots of things.”
He looks sideways, as though searching for someone to share in his exasperation. “I’m starting to think youlikebeing a brat, Renaldo.”
“Then go away.”
“You’re also the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
“Huh?”
“You.” His gaze intensifies. “You’re stunning, and I can’t stop thinking about you, and it’s killing me.”
I sit back as far as I possibly can in the booth. “Not gonna lie, you’re being a real weirdo right now.”
“And you’re wrecking my head, but at least I’ve got the balls to admit it.” He leans across the table, his pretty mouth curled into a snarl. “How ’bout we wrap this up? I wanna date you. You don’t wanna date me. Fine. Let’s go to my place, and I’ll break your fuckin’ back.”
I could almost swear Stabbies’s thermostat burst, and the whole bar just got warmer. “I can’t…”
“I’m not done with you. Not half done.” He leans in, envelopingme in the expensive cologne-and-man scent that’s haunted me ever since I left his bed.
“Jake…?”
“Yeah?” he says in a voice so velvety it feels like it’s massaging my clit. My head spins, and my resolve vanishes.
“I don’t?—”
He looks at me like I’m already naked and on my knees. “You like selfish pricks, Ada? I’ll be the biggest you ever met. I’ll pin you down and use your cunt ’til you can’t walk tomorrow.”
The bar-warmth pushes to boiling point. I’m sure all the water has evaporated from my torso and pooled between my legs. “I…”
“You want that, right? For me to wreck your little pussy? Call you a dumb slut while you take my cock?”
I’m nodding. Why am I nodding? Am I being hypnotised?
“Good girl. It won’t mean anything. I know you’re smarter than me, and I don’t care who you’ve been with, but if you want it rough, you’re gonna get it as rough as you can take it. Ready to come back to mine?”
