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“So you admit it then?” I lifted my arms over my head and locked them behind the back of my neck, taking a deep breath as I waited and watched for her reaction.
“Admit what, MacCullagh?” She pushed off the bed and stalked towards the bathroom, my eyes glued to the sway of her perfect ass cheeks as she closed the distance between herself and the door.
“That I’m your boyfriend.”
Dani glanced at me from over one shoulder, her lashes darker and thicker somehow as she eyed me from beneath the slight shadow they cast along the dip of her nose. “You’re something all right. I just don’t know what it is yet.”
“Love you too, dollface,” I called out as she slammed the door. A reaction I was guessing had just as much to do with a handful of unwanted words as it did acuntful of unwelcomed sperm.
56
“If you two could stop fucking for two fucking seconds and tell me what the fucking plan is that’d be great,” Zeke ground out, appearing less than pleased with the lot of us.
“Nah, I don’t think we will. I like thefuckingpart too much.” I smirked and tugged Dani’s back to my front, grinding my dick against her for emphasis. All baby girl had to do was say the word and I’d be ready for round… fuck if I knew. I’d lost count hours ago.
She reached a hand behind her and began rubbing up and down the length of me. I groaned against the feel of her palm, even with layers of clothing still separating us.
“My plan?” she hummed, her eyes fixed on Zeke and her grip fixed on me, though I was only half-listening by this point. “Didn’t ya know my family started the original fires?”
“Is that true?” He quirked an incredulous brow, and Dani forced out a laugh.
“Nope. But better believe that’s what we’ll be known for when I’m done with this city.”
Her declaration should have been alarming, and it was clear to Zeke it was. We had friends here, family, but I was too lostto the feel of my girl’s hand to pay much attention to the words coming out of her mouth.
Call me cunt-struck. Didn’t much matter to me when my balls were being emptied on a regular basis. Sex and sandwiches were the only daily requirements to make the list. And I’d gladly give up one for the other.
I’ll leave it to you to guess which one.
Yeah, I knew we had an audience. But I was too far gone to care if Zeke was watching. Who knows? Maybe the fucker could learn a thing or two. Getting laid might lighten him up a bit. Sure as fuck did wonders when it came to puttingmein a better mood.
I was a few short seconds away from bending Dani over the nearest piece of furniture when she pulled away, dropped her weight, and grabbed my wrist, twisting and tugging my arm behind my back before using the heel of her boot to nudge me forward. I was always much more into knocking boots than licking them. But if anyone could change my mind, it’d be this girl.
“You need a cold shower,” she whispered next to my ear, while I remained bent over at the middle, just enough to remind me of the internal throbbing in my abdomen. “And I need to build a few bombs.”
“Bombs?” Zeke choked out. I hadn’t even noticed that he’d crossed the room, likely trying to distance himself before he became a casualty of our fuckingorour fighting.
Let’s be honest. With Dani, it could go either way.
“What? Did you think I was joking?” Baby girl loosened her grip on my arm and shoved me forward a step.
I shook out my wrist and plopped my ass into the chair opposite her, the smirk on my face wider and the fit of my pants a bit more…snug. I pulled at the fabric to give myself the extra room my cock needed. She could manhandle me any day. Therewas just something about a short girl with a filthy mouth that could bring a man to his knees. Get him hard and all the right places.
I could feel Zeke’s eyes on me, his glare boring a hole into the middle of my forehead. His jaw was set tight and his nostrils were flaring in that way they did whenever he was being pushed to his limits. Which was his way of telling me if I didn’t say something, he would. And neither of us would like it.
My eyes bounced from him to Dani, who was laying out and lining up ammunition on the motel room floor like a preschooler looking to build the newest five-thousand piece Lego set.
“We can’t just go blowing up the city, dollface.”
“No, we can’t.” She peered up at me through those thick lashes again, her voice too sweet to be anything but intentional. “ButIcan.”
“Dani…”
She blinked. Once. Twice. Three times before huffing out a breath. “Don’t get your panties in a twist, MacCullagh.” She shook her head. “Never said I was blowin’ up the entire city… just certain parts.”
“And what parts are those?” Zeke cut in before I could stop him.
“Okay, just one part.” She grinned. “Mollies.”
