She swallowed hard, backing up another step. “Technically, I was cooking for myself when you showed up and inserted yourself into my dinner plans.”
A low growl sounded in my throat as I watched her breasts heave with every breath. Fuck, this was bad.
“I hope you can finish this later.”
“Why?” she said breathlessly.
“Because otherwise, dinner’s gonna be burned.”
19
ELLIE
“Keep your hands to yourself!”I laughed. “I’m never gonna get out of here if you keep doing that!”
His lips ran along the column of my neck as he ground his hips into my ass. “You mean this?”
I sighed as he cupped my breasts, pinching my nipples through my shirt. God, what this man could do to me. It wasn’t fair that he so easily twisted me around his finger, and yet, I wouldn’t trade it for the world. I was having too much fun right now.
“Stay here,” he groaned, rubbing his dick against me.
“Food,” I said, tearing myself from his body. “We need food, and I will not be swayed by sex. You can last one hour.”
Groaning, he flopped back on the couch. “You’re so mean.”
“I’ll keep that in mind when I strip out of my clothes when I get back,” I smirked.
“And how do I know you’ll be back in time? What if you wander off just to keep me waiting?”
“Yes,” I rolled my eyes. “That’s precisely what I’m doing. I’m avoiding you so I can keep you in misery while I grocery shop.”
He narrowed his eyes thoughtfully at me. “Well, just to be on the safe side, I’d better go with you.”
“You really don’t need to.”
“That might be true, but it’s just better if I can keep an eye on you.”
Whatever. I wasn’t going to argue with the man. If he wanted to follow me around the grocery store, there wasn’t much I could do about it. Besides, at least now he could carry the groceries in for me.
I stepped outside, but didn’t make it more than three steps before he swung me around and pushed me up against the door, kissing me hard.
“Fuck, I should be getting lawyer shit done.”
“Then go do lawyer shit and I’ll get food.”
“Uh-uh. You’re not getting out of it that easily.”
With a final peck on the lips, he tugged me toward the driveway, only to come to a sudden stop. When I peeked around his massive shoulder to see what was stopping him, I stood there in stunned silence.
WHORE.
SLUT.
SKANK.
All spray-painted onto various parts of my Jeep in bright colors.
Tears pricked my eyes as I read the capitalized letters over and over again. My Jeep was ruined, and now, everyone who drove past would see this.
