She stares up at the ceiling while she comes up with an answer. “You’re too much. Too overbearing. Following me around. Having guys watch me. What’s wrong with you?”
She’s so unbelievably full of shit. It’s good that she gave me a few months to think all of this through, because in that time, I decided my life’s a lot less pleasant without her in it. She’s a pain in the ass, for sure. But she’smypain in the ass.
It’s simple. She’s mine. Once she realizes it and stops fighting it, we can get to the good stuff.
“What’s wrong is I love you and don’t want anything to happen to you.”
“But I hurt you.”
The pain in her voice slices me deep. I want her to understand that I forgive her. I want her to forgive herself. “We’ve been over this. It was an accident. If I can get over it, so can you.”
Her gaze drops to my crotch. Yeah, my dick’s feeling pretty neglected. Having her eyes on it isn’t helping either. I stand and face the bed. Love the way her eyes widen, wondering what I’m going to do to her next. I ease my shirt up over my head, dropping it on the floor. Next, I drop my pants and laugh as her lip trembles.
“What are you doing?”
I don’t bother answering. It’s pretty obvious what I’m about to do. Her eyes widen, and she licks her top lip as she takes in all of me. “Remember this?”
“How could I forget?” she snaps back.
I swear my dick gets even harder. Smart-mouthed Kady is his favorite.
Wanting to give her a show, I slide my hand down and squeeze my dick. I rub my palm up and down, long exaggerated strokes for her benefit.
“You know how many times I’ve had to do this since you left?”
She lets out a snort but can’t seem to drag her gaze away from my cock.
Planting one knee on the bed, I climb on and settle between her open thighs, fisting my cock with one hand and running my fingers through her slit with the other.
“Blaise, please.” Not the pleading, whiny tone that gets my dick rock-hard. One much more serious. It snaps my head up.
“What’s wrong?”
“Please, don’t. I’m not…”
“What?”
“I’m not on the pill anymore.”
“Oh, really?”
Her cheeks turn bright red and she turns away.
“No problem.”
I lean over and rip the nightstand drawer open, digging around until I find what I want.
She glares at me this time, obviously assuming I stocked up for some skank parade. “Ours,” I say, showing her the package. “A little out of the expiration date, but I’m feeling like I want to come on your tits anyway.”
“Don’t you dare.”
I laugh as I roll the condom on. “Now I’mdefinitelycoming on your tits.”
My hands grip her hips while she whispers, “No, please, don’t.” At the same time, she offers her hips up for me to slide in.
I fuckingimpaleher. Fast and ruthless until I’m balls deep. My body goes rigid. Feeling every blissful inch of her heat around me.
She whimpers and strains to adjust. “Poor, Kady. Feeling full?” I tease.
