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Dani was making those little whimpering sounds that told me she was close. Three more good thrusts and I had her nails in my back, her lips cursing my name, and a fresh wave of pussy juice drenching my cock.
I wanted nothing more on God’s green earth than to sayfuck it,coat her tight walls with my kids and pray that none of 'em stuck. Instead, my better judgment had me pulling out and marking her thighs with a hefty serving of my cum.
Dani glared at me, her expression curious and her eyes lust-heavy. Then, without saying a word, she rolled off the bed, the combination of bodily fluids running down her leg before plopping on the linoleum tiles as she stalked out of the room.And I craned my neck, watching her go with one thought on my mind.
Yup, definitely not lickable floors…
21
His eyes were the problem. The way he looked at me like… I don’t know what. Gouge out the eyes and you might have just had yourself the perfect specimen of a man.
But something in the back of my mind told me Connor would need a little more convincing before he let me near his face with a blade.
I took a deep breath and tried to shake the crazy from my head. Which was easier said than done.
I didn’t know what the fuck I was thinking.I wasn’tand that was the problem. I was doing what Danica Rossi did best. Diving face-first into avoidance while using sex as an escape. But there was also more to it than that. Because the fucker was growing on me.
I liked the way he made me feel. Hated it too. But liked it in an odd way. Which brought me back to those eyes and the way they were looking at me right now.
“A little privacy, MacCullagh?” I grunted from where I was seated on the toilet—ya know, like a proper lady and all.
“Sure.” He shrugged before closing himself inside the bathroom with me.
“Not what I meant.”
“Then you should have been a little clearer with your instructions.” He smirked.
“What do you want, Connor?” I tried again while wondering what the fuck I thought I saw in this fucker a few seconds ago. Because right now I wasn’t seeing it.
“In life? I dunno—maybe a wife, a white-picket fence, a couple of kids who look a lot like you and me.”
When I nearly choked on the air I was breathing, he rushed forward to pat me on the back.
“Fuck, Dani, I was just messing with ya. I might be a few gallons short of a full whiskey barrel, but even I know a guy has to nut inside a girl notonher if he’s really looking to lock her down.”
I lifted a questioning brow. “Meaning?”
“Meaning,” he stressed the singular word, “if I wanted your ass knocked up, future baby mama, you’d already be well on your way.”
The wink he added was enough to have me risk pissing on myself as I pushed to my feet and reached out a hand to slap him upside the head. “Remind me to stock up on condoms whenever you insist on hanging around, instead of doing what’s good for ya.”
“One, that pussy is what’s good for me—perfect really. And two, if that’s your way of begging me to fuck you again, game on, baby girl. Just tell me where, when, and what position and I’m your guy.”
Guess he needed a little more work than I thought. The vocal cords definitely had to go too…
22
“Dani… Dani… Dani! Watch out!”
I grabbed the steering wheel and jerked the car back onto the road, blinking my eyes twice before the air from the rolled-down window blasted me awake. Not a blackout. Those were different. I didn’t feel the usual post-episode fog. No, must have been a quick adrenaline drop that had me dozing off.
Fuck!
“Pull over. Let me drive.”
My eyes flicked to Connor. Hunched forward in the passenger seat, blood pooling from the hole in his gut and darkening the polyester interior. One of his palms was keeping his guts in place while the other was tracking red marks across the grab handle attached to the car’s head lining.
“Pretty sure you need two hands to drive. So why don’t you just sit pretty,” I replied before returning my eyes to the road.
