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“See it?” I asked, still trying to catch my breath.

He pulled out of me, then took my ankles and bent my knees, placing my feet flat on the bed. Holding my legs wide open, he stood there and stared at my completely exposed vagina. I opened my mouth to ask him what he was doing when his gaze darkened.

“Damn, that’s pretty.”

I covered my face with both hands, embarrassed. “Are you done?” I asked.

“Just let me watch a little more trickle out, sweets.”

Sucking in a sharp breath, I realized what he was doing. He’d said he wanted to see it, but that had been in the moment. I hadn’t really thought…oh my God.

“King…” I trailed off, not sure what to say.

“Yeah, sweets?” His tone was soft.

Just the sound of it made me feel warm and tingly all over again. My eyes flew back open, and I moved my hands from my face when I felt his finger slide over my opening. His complete focus was between my legs. The fascination in his gaze silenced anything I was about to say.

“Just let me play,” he whispered, not looking up at me while he ran his finger inside of me, then all around my sensitive flesh. “Damn, that’s nice.”

Snapping out of whatever this was, I closed my legs with his arm still between them. His eyes swung up to my face with a confused look. As if I had taken something away from him and he didn’t understand why.

“Stop it,” I told him.

A crooked grin touched his face. “But I was enjoying myself.”

I reached up and pushed his hand out of my legs. “I saw that, but I was the one lying there, exposed.”

“You’re not cleaning it up,” he said. “I want my cum in your panties.”

I laughed then as he took my hands and pulled me up to stand in front of him. “You have a dirty mouth,” I told him.

“And you like my dirty mouth. Especially between your legs.”

Before I could respond, King’s phone started ringing. He let out a heavy sigh and reached down to get his jeans and take it out.

“Yeah,” he said into the phone, putting it to his ear, then pointing at my panties on the floor and nodding for me to get them.

“We’re finishing up now,” he said, watching me as I put my panties back on.

“I know,” he all but growled into the phone, then ended the call.

“We have to make this quick,” he told me as he went to get my shorts. “Get dressed, sweets.”

• thirty-three •

“He’s got some feral shit in his eyes.”

King

“If you want to go back to your place, she can move into the house,” Sebastian said from the sofa in the lounge room in the stables.

He’d been back from Vegas for two hours, and he was already pissing me off.

“Yeah, King. You want to go home? I’m sure Rumor would love the guest room across from Sebastian’s,” Thatcher added as he poured himself another drink.

“Rumor and I will be staying upstairs,” I bit out.

Thatcher was trying to be an ass, but I knew Sebastian was serious. He meant well, but it still made me livid. She wasn’t available.

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