He has me so close to the edge, I can’t think or speak. Babbling noises work out of my throat that I can’t make sense of. The sounds of how wet I am make my skin flush, but I don’t dwell on the embarrassment. “Blaise, please.”
“Please, what?” he asks, adding another finger and rotating his hand. I dig my heels into the bed and arch up. “Please, please, fuck me already.”
I whimper when he removes his hand but am also eager for him to give me his cock. He chuckles at the frustrated noises I make and leans over to the nightstand.
“No. Wait,” I say, following his movements with my eyes.
“What?” He picks a gold foil square out of the nightstand. “Change your mind?”
“No. But, I uh, lied to you the other night.”
He drops the condom on the nightstand and turns, giving me his full attention. “About what?” His voice is laced with a sharpness I didn’t expect.
“Uh, about being on the pill. I never stopped taking it.”
“Oh.” His eyebrows shoot up and he climbs over me, settling his hips between mine. “Is that right?” He teases his cock along the seam of my pussy, and my hips jerk up. He draws back.
“Blaise!” I snap, not caring how desperate I sound.
“Why’d you lie?”
“I wasn’t sure about you…about us.”
Some of the hardness melts away. “You thought I’d been with someone else?”
“I wasn’t sure.”
“But you trust me now?”
“Yes.”
I just wish he could trust me, too.
“Thank you, Kady.” My lips brush over her forehead as I slowly squeeze my dick in her.
Bare.
Completely, utterly bare. Nothing between us. And I don’t just mean my uncovered cock in her pussy.
“I know I can be a crude bastard, but fuck, Kady, I love you so damn much.”
She wraps her arms around me tight. “I love you, too, Blaise.”
CHAPTER TEN
The next night Blaise informs me that we have to meet with his father and the rest of the club so we can all ride to the Iron Bulls MC’s clubhouse together.
Butterflies swerve and dive in my belly at the thought of seeing Bolt again after the other night.
“Hey,” Blaise says as he tips my chin up to meet his eyes. “What’s wrong?”
“I’m embarrassed. Your dad must be so pissed with me. Plus, now he knows about us…”
He huffs and pinches the bridge of his nose. “Kady, please listen to me and stop makin’ shit worse than it is in your pretty little head. He knows it wasn’t your fault.”
I stare at him.
“Okay, he knows it wasn’t one-hundred percent your fault. He knows you didn’t steal a fuckin’ thing. And he’s cool with us together.”
