Page 43 of Unlock My Heart

“You’ve been thinking about another man fucking me.” My lips curl into a smile. “Had no idea that you were a cuckold. Interesting.”

He tries to hide it, but I spot that tiny flicker of rage in those baby blues. “You’re no longer married, Sienna. My offer stands.”

This is why I came all the way out here? Pathetic jailhouse proposal, take two.

Feigning amusement, I inform him, “I’d rather crawl naked over broken glass than marry you, Fabien. If you’ll excuse me, you’ve made a huge mess that I’m left to deal with.”

Again, I don’t add.

A tsunami of emotions threatens to knock me on my ass, but I appear completely unaffected as I rise and sway my hips to the door.

“Aww, baby, we both know you’ll come crawling back, but since I’m a nice guy, I won’t make you do it over broken glass,” Fabien calls. “Will make you crawl naked, though. You used to like doing that for me.”

Throwing him a withering look over my shoulder, I tell him, “Not even a snowball’s chance.”

And this time when I say it, I’m standing on business.

Chapter Thirteen

Fabien

Twenty-one-years-old

“There’s no need for you to go inside,” I tell Sienna, pulling up to the curb in front of the school’s administration building. If I had my way, I’d still be inside her. After twenty-four hours of us being tangled in the sheets, you’d think my cock would’ve calmed down.

My eyes land on her bare legs, and I place my hand on her thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze. Starts innocent, but my fingers begin inching higher beneath her skirt.

Nope, nowhere close to calming down.

“Don’t even think about it.” She wraps her dainty hand around my wrist, giving it a warning squeeze. “I’m sore as hell.”

“Baby, I’m sorry.” I remove my hand so that her fingers are now laced with mine. “You know what would help with that? Ice.” Me popping an ice cube in my mouth, lapping gently my cold tongue against her swollen clit…

Knowing where my mind’s gone, Sienna’s cheeks flush.

“I’ve never been so happy to own an ice company.” I bring her hand to my lips and press a kiss on her soft skin.

“Uh-huh. If you’ll kindly stop distracting me, I have to make a down payment on this semester’s tuition, or I risk losing my spot.” She releases my hand and unbuckles, grabbing her purse.

Me distracting her? She’s gotta be kidding.

“I’ll be back in a few minutes.” Sienna’s fingers reach for the door handle.

“Stop that,” I snap, and she jerks her hand back with questioning eyes.

I slide out and hustle around my car, opening the door for her. Extending my hand, she accepts it as I help her out of the vehicle, closing the door behind her. “My girl doesn’t touch the door handle. Got it?”

Hands fall to her sexy hips as she says, “You realize I am capable of opening my own door?”

“You’re also capable of walking, but keep it up, and I’ll carry you inside the building,” I promise her.

On a huff, Sienna raises to her tiptoes, wrapping her arms around my neck. “Ridiculous.”

There’s a guy around my age on the bench eyeballing Sienna a little too hard for my liking. I palm her ass, marking my damn territory. “Guilty,” I tell her unrepentant.

She presses her lips to mine, and I give her ass a swat as she disappears inside the building. My head snaps to the guy on the bench; he wisely hops up and takes off down the street.

My phone buzzes, and I grab it from my pocket.