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“I don’t—”
“And, in case you were wondering, I’m not taking your ass home. Now, take off those fucking shorts before I cut them off of you.”
“You wouldn’t dare,” she gasps.
“Try me.”
“This is not the way to a girl’s heart,” she mumbles, her hand going to the button on her shorts.
“It’s not your heart I’m trying to get to,” I respond. Her hand stalls on her zipper. Her eyes narrow and I wait for her to tell me to go fuck myself. I fully expect it. Instead, she continues taking her clothes off.
“That’s a good thing, because there’s no way in hell you could touch that anyway,” she mumbles, as she quickly shimmies out of her shorts.
I wonder if she realizes that she just threw down a gauntlet.
“I’ll get you to give me your heart, Red. Don’t think I won’t.”
“You’re dreaming, Grunt.”
How a damn woman can be so defiant, standing there in nothing but white lace panties and a faded red t-shirt, I don’t know. Yet, here she is, pushing me again and from the smirk on her face, she knows it. That’s the only reason she insists on calling me by my road name. That’s okay. Two can play that game. She wants to piss me off by not using my name, I’ll give her something to grunt about.
“Always pushing me. You don’t know when you’re in danger, baby,” I rumble under my breath as I step into her. Her eyes dilate and I think maybe she finally senses the danger. With Jasmine though, you can never be sure.
I move my hand from her hair, down to her ass cheek, grabbing the fleshy globe and squeezing it tightly. I hear her breath stutter as she exhales. My fingers push underneath the lace fabric, and I’m instantly rewarded with a warm gasp from her swollen lips. I press against her ass, letting them caress the tender valley, teasing her and maybe warning her. I see the uncertainty in her eyes, but I also see the hunger. She wants me maybe as much as I want her, but I find that doubtful. This woman sets my blood on fire.
I lean in, kissing her neck and nibbling my way to her ear, biting down on the lobe, causing her entire body to tremble against me. I grin as she hisses.
“Turn around and lean on the side of the couch.” I’m speaking quietly, but you can’t deny the command in my voice. Jasmine needs to know who is in charge here.
She rubs her lips together, moistening them. Her gaze is locked onto mine, as if she’s trying to figure out who I am. I’d wish her luck, but I’m not even sure of who I am around her—and that’s just the damn truth.
“You’re very bossy,” she complains as she turns around.
“You have no idea, baby. At least not yet.”
She turns around, facing the side of the couch. I step even closer, my body pushing into her, letting her feel my hard cock that is pressing against my jeans, dying to come out—dying to get inside of her.
I push my leg in between hers, smiling as her body quivers and she steps her legs apart, making room for my invasion. She grinds down on my leg, surprising me. I smile, letting my hand move along her side, petting her.
“Does my woman want to ride my leg and make herself come?”
“Your woman?” she huffs, continuing to grind her pussy against me. “You’re full of yourself, Luke.”
“That’s okay, baby. Soon you’ll be full of me too,” I tell her softly, placing a kiss on the side of her neck. “You’re going to want to take your shirt off, Red. So, do yourself a favor and take it off now.”
“Why should I?” she asks, defiantly. “Especially since you’ve yet to take one single piece of clothing off.”
“I don’t need to take anything off for what I’m going to give you this time. Now stop fucking questioning me, woman,” I growl, thinking it’s going to be an adventure to get this woman to settle down.
“Right now, I’m trying to decide why I want you,” she mutters, jerking her shirt over her head, revealing a plain white bra that somehow manages to be sexy—probably because it’s Jasmine wearing it.
“The bra too, baby. I’m going to fuck you hard and quick. You’re going to want to play with your nipples.”
“Shouldn’t you be doing some of the work here?” she mutters, unlatching the bra.
“And I would have, but you had to push me. Now, this ride will just be a short, hard one. Now, you need to behave, or I won’t even let you come.”
Her fingers stop at the latch of her bra, as what I said to her settles.
Her eyebrow lifts, as if she can’t believe what I just said. I take my index finger to the clasp that she’s holding but hasn’t undone yet. I flick it quickly so that it releases.
