Page 133 of Speak No Claim

“I’m serious!” I playfully smacked him again. “I’m an independent woman.”

“Is that right?”

“Yep.” I teased, “I don’t need a man.”

“Is that right?” he repeated with a hard edge in his tone.

“I mean.” I shrugged. “We may not be together forever.”

“Mmm…” he replied.

In the blink of an eye, he yanked me toward him to straddle his waist.

“Try to leave me,” he warned, and I loved every second of it.

Onyx

“I could. What are you going to do about it?” she baited.

Giving her what she craved, I coaxed, “I could tie you up to my bed.”

She spoke, kissing my face. “You already do that.”

“I could kidnap you and use you as my sex slave?”

Kissing along my jawline, she expressed, “You already do that too.”

I scoffed out a chuckle. Not hesitating, I added, “I could marry you.”

That made her stop to look at me.

With a serious expression, I said, “Then you could tell our kids about your legend.”

She bit back a smile. “Mmm… sounds like you’ve given this some thought.”

“Oh, you know… once or twice.”

Shifting to sit on my cock now, she mused, “What else have you given some thought to?”

“How you’d look sucking my cock right now.”

She leaned forward, kissing my mouth. “And?”

I groaned, “You’re making this really hard on me.”

“You’re really hard beneath me.” Purposely, she swayed her hips on my dick.

“How am I supposed to sleep in the lodge and you in your bedroom like we’re twelve?”

“I find it hard to believe you weren’t sneaking into girls’ windows at that age, but it’s custom in Hispanic families.”

“Then I’m going to have to make an honest woman out of you.”

“That’s the second time you’ve said that for a man who’s only thought about it once or twice.” She rocked her hips again.

“I’m just trying to win your mother over. She doesn’t like me.”

She kissed me. “She doesn’t know you.”