“What was?”
“The photograph of you and him in the mobile house. I mean, clearly it was taken out of context, but now that he’s offering to live with you, it does make me wonder.”
Wonder? She was wondering about me? About my sexual orientation? All because of a photograph?
“Look, that photograph was nothing more than Declan trying to mess with me. And as for Jeff’s offer, I never had any intention of staying with him. I’m not gay!”
Chuckling, she snuggled further into the couch. “You sound awfully upset about the accusation. Maybe there’s some truth to the rumors.”
“Rumors? There are no rumors. There can’t be because I’m not gay!”
But did she believe me? Nope, she just laughed and pressed play on her movie. Snatching the remote out of her hands, I paused the movie again.
“You know I’m not gay. There’s no possible way.”
“I never said you were.”
“You said maybe there was some truth to the rumors!”
“Well, I can say it all I want. However, considering what usually happens between us, I don’t actually believe any of it.”
My jaw dropped as I stared at her in confusion. “If you don’t believe any of it, then why the hell are you talking about this shit?”
She sat up, all the humor gone from her face. “Call it payback.”
“For what?”
“For showing up here all the time. For giving me what I want, and then taking it all away. For making it impossible to say no to you.”
“If it were impossible for you to say no, I would have you on your back right now, and my cock would be thrusting hard and deep inside that pussy.”
I didn’t even recognize my own voice as the words left my lips. I was desperate for her, and not being able to touch her was getting on my last nerve. How the hell was I supposed to survive the night if she kept herself at a distance?
“I’ll make a deal with you,” she said after a very strenuous thirty seconds. “I’ll allow you the pleasure of sleeping with me on one condition.”
I would have rejected the offer and walked out of the house, except that I really wanted to sleep with her.
“And what’s that?”
“You have to watch a movie with me.”
That didn’t sound so terrible, but I didn’t do ultimatums. “So, if I don’t watch this movie with you, I can’t sleep with you?”
“Precisely,” she said triumphantly.
“And why do you look so sure that I’m going to say yes?”
Her fingers very slowly slid along the buttons of her shirt before she pulled it aside just enough for me to catch a glimpse of the tight bud protruding from her breast.
“Because I know you need me just as desperately as I need you. But I can’t keep allowing you into my bed without getting something in return.”
I swallowed hard, still staring at that nipple, imagining dragging it into my mouth as I slid my fingers in and out of her wet pussy. “I give you orgasms,” I choked out.
“I can give myself orgasms, and while it may not be as satisfying, I’m willing to suffer if it’s because you can’t give me this one little thing.”
Like I said, I didn’t do ultimatums, but I was here because of Austin. Not because I needed to have sex with her. That was just a bonus.
That’s what I told myself as I agreed to her stipulations.
