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“Nope.” I smirked. “Not with them, anyway.”
“What about just Vince?”
I eyed him oddly. “You got something against Vince?”
Rafe’s glare intensified. “No. He seems fine. So you have then?”
My mouth twitched. Just to fuck with him, I innocently asked, “Have what?”
His jaw clenched. “You’re so annoying.”
Chuckling, I took another drag and grinned at him, smoke seeping out from between my teeth. “I’ve never slept with Vince either. Not that it’s any of your business, neighbour.”
That seemed to chasten him, and he flushed as he looked away.
“Why do you care, anyway?” I asked, genuinely interested in the answer.
That cute little scowl returned as he glared up at me. “I don’t.”
I smirked. “Uh-huh.”
“I don’t,” he repeated, then huffed. “Whatever. I just came outside to tell you something. But now maybe I won’t.”
He was still pressed up against me, and he made no move to step back and create some distance. I didn’t mind it in the slightest.
“Aw, really?” I asked teasingly. I flexed my fingers on his lower back and his breath caught. “But I wanna know.”
His eyes drifted down to my mouth and lingered for a moment before he returned his gaze to mine. “Do you?”
“Course I do, handsome.” I smirked at him.
Because the tits on his head were a little distracting, I reached up and twisted his cap so it sat backwards. My mouth twitched when I saw the words Boob Inspector stitched into the fabric above the closure, but I decided not to tell him and ruin the moment.
Rafe’s tongue darted out to wet his lips, and my gut tightened when I saw the flash of a piercing again. He leaned in a little closer, and then his hands slid up my shoulders before he wrapped his arms around my neck.
My brows rose in surprise, but I didn’t protest. Definitely wasn’t gonna do that. His lithe, narrow frame felt good pressed up against me. His cool breaths whispered over my neck as he brought his face closer to mine.
“I saw you,” he murmured into my ear, low and raspy.
I could already guess where this was going, but decided to play dumb. “Saw me where?”
“Through your window.” He moved his head back to look at me, and my blood started pumping a little faster when his teeth sank briefly into his lower lip. Even drunk and tired, he was still so pretty. “When you were…”
“When I was what?” I took a final drag of my cigarette and flicked the butt away.
He exhaled in a rush, and my gut tightened when I felt a twitch against my thigh.
“Sucking your own dick.” A blush rose in his cheeks when he said it, but he was back to staring at my mouth.
I grinned slowly, my fingers flexing against his lower back. “Did you like it?”
He nodded, blinking lazily. “Made me come.”
My grin widened. My voice had grown deeper and huskier when I asked, “Oh yeah? You got yourself off to it?”
“I stopped watching when I realised what you were doing, but… ended up humping my mattress ’cause I couldn’t stop picturing it.” He blinked again, slowly lifting his gaze to mine. “Probably shouldn’t have told you that.”
“Oh no,” I rushed to reassure him, because my dick was firming up as I pictured Rafe grinding his cock against his mattress. Shit, I wanted to see that. “I’m into it. That’s hot.”
