And then he does something I’ve been waiting for.
He smiles.
And it makes him look so damn handsome that I can’t look away.“Beautiful,” I whisper, reaching out to touch his lips.“You should smile more often, Ghost.You have such a nice smile.”
“I have more of a reason to smile these days,” he rasps, grabbing my keys and opening the door for me.
He follows me inside and sits on the couch.Opie comes out of my bedroom and jumps onto Ghost’s lap.Ghost quickly starts petting him.“Maybe we should bring him to the clubhouse.”
“I suppose we could, but he wouldn’t have his cat tower and all of his toys and things,” I say, leaning down to kiss the top of his head.
“Or we could just stay here tonight,” he suggests, looking up at me.“I thought you might want to hang out with the old ladies, but this way I get you all to myself.”
“Sounds good to me.I can avoid all of their questions about us.”I smirk, sitting next to him.I turn to find his eyes already on me.
The way he watches me is so intense that sometimes I have to look away.
“You don’t want to tell them about us?”
I bite my lower lip.“I mean, they know something is going on, especially after yesterday at the pool, but I know they’re dying for more information.”
Honestly, I haven’t given them everything.We’re still working it out between us, and we still have a lot to learn about each other.
Opie jumps onto my lap, and I run my fingers through his fur.“What should we have for dinner?”
“I know what I want,” he whispers, eyes roaming down my body.“But I can feed you first.Do you want me to order something?”
Standing up, I put Opie down.“Actually, I think I want something else first.”
Ghost studies me, playing with his tongue ring.“I’ve created a monster.”
Crossing my arms over my chest, I pull off my blouse, then step backward toward my bedroom.He stands, takes a step toward me, and I turn around and run.
He chases behind me, picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder.He lays me on the bed, his steel-gray eyes darker than I’ve seen them.“Don’t run unless you want me to catch you, little one.I like the chase.”
Running my hand down between my breasts, I tease him by slowly making my way down to my pussy.I don’t know what he’s waiting for, but I want to give him my virginity, and no matter what happens, I’d never regret that.
But he doesn’t think the time is right yet.How is he going without sex for so long?Unless he’s getting it elsewhere, and I know he has it on tap at the clubhouse, but I don’t think he would do that to me.Right?
My sister always says that you can’t trust men, even the good ones.I don’t know if that’s true, or maybe I’m just more of a dreamer than she is.
But Ghost is dangerously hot, ripped, and tattooed.He’s the bad boy you want to try to tame.
And then there are those words Daisy said to me.He hasn’t even tried to fuck me, never mind the other kinky shit she mentioned.
I would love to know what he’s thinking.
His warm, inked hand cups my face.“Where did you go, sunshine?”
“Nowhere,” I reply, leaning forward and kissing him.He helps me pull off my skirt, bra, and panties, and then slowly undresses himself.
My eyes drop to his dick, which jerks under my scrutiny.I take him into my hand and stroke him from base to tip.He groans before breathing a low, “Yes.Just like that.”
I lower my mouth to him, taking him all the way to the back of my throat.His fingers tangle in my hair, pulling just hard enough.
I’ve learned that I love it when Ghost is dominant and takes control in the bedroom.I know he’s holding himself back, easing me into things, but I’m ready to explore this with him.I’ll happily submit to him in the bedroom.
He gently strokes my throat, then his hand moves to my nape, pinning me in place as he starts to thrust.
