“You convinced Ben to sack Todd because he became a liability. Isn’t Cade?”
My shoulders sag.
He opens his book. “It’s a fair question.”
“Good thing I’ll have a bodyguard with me.”
“You really couldn’t make my job easier, huh?”
I sink into the sofa, curling up. He’s cute when he’s protective. And I swear his eyes are burning a fucking hole in me. My insides squirm, waiting for him to satisfy me.
“Tris. . .”
He hums under his breath as he reads.
“Are. . . Are you going to fuck me?”
He turns a page. “When I’m done reading.”
“But I want you to fuck me.”
“When I’m done reading.” Tristan checks his watch. “Want to do pizza for dinner later?”
My mouth tumbles open. “Pizza?”
“It’s your favorite.”
“Would we actually get it delivered?”
“I’ll have Luis fetch it.”
A flare of protectiveness sparks. “We’re not sending Luis off like an errand boy.”
“So you don’t want pizza for dinner after I fuck your ass?”
Iuntangle myself from my blanket. “That would require you to fuck my ass!”
He doesn’t look up from his book. “Go get the lube.”
My heart flutters as I hurry to comply, stripping off my clothes as I go.
“Come here,” he says when I scurry back into the room. He’s put his book down but remains in his chair. He motions for me to come sit on his lap.
I fall into him, kissing him greedily and pulling his shirt off. His smile as he kisses me back lights something deep inside me.
He shifts, pulling at his sweatpants. When I try to move off his lap, his fingers dig into my waist. He spreads my cheeks and twists the plug before pulling it out.
I jerk forward in his lap. “You don’t want to go to the bed?”
He simply pulls his cock out, opening the lube bottle and squeezing some out.
Dry-mouthed, I watch him stroke himself. “No, right here.”
“On the chair?” I startle, unable to look away from his hand wrapped around his cock. “Like right here?”
He snorts. His fingers run over my pussy and then find the tight muscles. “You don’t like the position?”
I bite down on my lip.
