CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Starlet
It started outtender enough—Brick’s greedy, hot mouth all over me, first my breasts, then my arms, across my stomach, ending on my thighs. I shouldn’t have screamed his name. He flipped me over on my stomach, pushed me to my knees, pulled me to the edge of the table, and then fucked me from behind. I love it that way. I orgasmed twice and then Brick lost it—exploding inside me.
“Did I hurt you?” he asks while he zips his jeans.
I look up at him, still recovering from the sex fog. “No.”
“We can’t keep doing this, having desperate sex. I want you to come to my bed with a smile on your face.”
Yeah, maybe in an alternate world. “Youdid this.”
He smirks. “Takes two, sweetheart.”
I roll my eyes and search for my blouse somewhere near the sofa. We went from kissing to tearing each other’s clothes off. I don’t remember how I ended up on the table. I groan when I notice all of my things on the floor—some of them breakables. My main deck of tarot cards is scattered. I forget my clothes and start gathering them up.
“Fuck.”
I turn around and find Brick staring at my naked ass. “What?”
“If you keep bending over like that…”
“Like I said, it’s your fault. I can’t find my panties.”
He nods and searches the floor, coming up with white lace in his hand. “Here.”
I place my cards on the coffee table and then slip my underwear on. “Better?”
“Not really.” He ogles my breasts. “Bra?”
I look around. “Over by the table.”
Seconds later, I put my bra on. “Are we safe now?”
Someone knocks on the door. The door opens and Juanita sticks her head inside. “Oh my God, Starlet. Really?”
My cheeks heat. I’d hoped she’d gone home. “I’m sorry, Juanita. Brick and I…”
“Save it.” She holds her hand up, then glares at Brick. “Just couldn’t stop yourself, could you?”
Brick lifts his chin arrogantly and grins. “Jealous?”
“Fuck you.” The door slams.
“That’s going to take some work,” Brick says.
“What do you mean?” Just because we had sex again doesn’t mean… “I don’t want to see you again, Brick. Not like this. I know we live in the same town now, and if we accidently run into each other, I promise to be cordial.”
“Stop trying to bullshit me, Starlet.” He crosses the room and grabs a handful of my long hair, forcing my head back. “Tell me you never want my cock inside you again. Say it.”
“I-I…” Am I really that weak? Dick-whipped after two booty calls with Brick?
“Well?”
I can’t do it. He’s the best lover I’ve ever had—hell, the only lover I’ve ever had. Sammy was an obligation. I want to experiment, find out what I like and dislike. Learn how to be a better lover. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, then open them again, finding Brick studying me.
“I’ll be back later,” he says, putting on his cut.
