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“Just the neighbor. She’s seriously smoking hot.” I grabbed silverware and napkins for us.
“Sounded nice.”
“She is from what I could tell.” I passed her the container with a dozen tacos and let her take her pick while I dished out rice and beans onto my plate. “She and her girlfriend might stop by tomorrow night.”
“Girlfriend?” I nodded, and Violet gave me a knowing smirk. “So that’s why you were nice to her. If she’s got a girlfriend, then she won’t be panting over Jags.”
I flipped her off but didn’t argue. She knew me too well, and I wasn’t about to deny anything. It would only sound ridiculous when we both knew the truth. After dinner, we cleaned up together and then put away the groceries once they arrived before returning to the living room for more Netflix.
It was late by the time we decided to go to bed. Violet took the guest room since we’d already put the new sheets and pillows on that bed. I could have slept with her, but I wanted to try out the new bed I’d helped Jagger select. After making the bed with the new sheets and comforter I’d picked out earlier in the week—a black and crimson pattern that had reminded me of Jagger for some reason—I took a quick shower in the connecting bathroom and then snuggled under the covers dressed in nothing but a pair of panties.
It felt like I’d barely closed my eyes when I felt strong arms wrap around my waist. I inhaled sharply, breathing in Jagger’s scent, and melted back against him. “You were going to deny me this opportunity, Dimples?” he grumbled, his lips skimming over my shoulder.
“I thought you were busy,” I explained.
“Not so busy that I wouldn’t come sleep in the same bed with my girl if given the chance.” He nuzzled my ear with his nose. “Good thing Vi texted me. I would have been pissed if I’d missed out on this.”
I turned over to face him. Not that I could see his face. The room was in complete darkness. All I could make out was the outline of his features, but that was enough. I threw one leg over his, liking that he was only dressed in a pair of basketball shorts and a T-shirt. “Are you angry?”
“No.” He stroked his hand down my bare back to grab my ass, pulling me closer. “Not now.”
“That’s too bad. I was hoping if you were mad, you might want to punish me.”
I felt his chest vibrate with his shuddery inhale. “You want to be punished, Dimples?”
“Maybe,” I told him breathlessly, my panties growing uncomfortably wet.
Jagger groaned, his fingers flexing on my ass. “What kind of punishment were you thinking, baby?”
I grinned in the darkness. “I’ve never been spanked before. Maybe you should bend me over your lap and turn my ass pink.” I felt his cock flex against my thigh and knew he liked that idea.
“Fuck, you’re such a tease,” he muttered. “I can’t bring myself to hurt you like that, but you’re right. You deserve something for not telling me you were going to be here.”
Holding my ass firmly, he rolled me onto my back, then started kissing his way down my neck. He didn’t waste time, kissing my chest and the valley between my breasts. I whined when he didn’t pause to play with my nipples, but then his tongue dipped into my belly button and I forgot why I was upset. My panties were tugged down my thighs, and I began to tremble with anticipation.
Spreading my legs as far as they would go with my panties in the way, he kissed the top of my pussy. Once, twice. On the third kiss, he lifted onto his knees and tugged my panties the rest of the way off. But when I expected him to come back and kiss me there again, he crawled up beside me and pulled me against his side. “Night, Dimples.”
I lay there for several moments before I realized he really wasn’t going to continue. “Wait. What just happened?” I heard his muffled laugh and slapped his arm. “Jags!”
“What’s wrong?”
“Finish what you started,” I commanded. My body was one huge ache, and my thighs were actually trembling. I wanted him so damn badly, and he’d been seconds away from touching his mouth to my clit.
“Sorry, baby. It’s a felony in this state—”
“Fuck the laws in this stupid state,” I seethed. “Get down there and lick my pussy.”
His groan sounded tortured. “Fuck, I want to. But this is your punishment.?
?
“My…what?” I cried. “You… But…”
Lifting his head, he kissed me quickly. “It’s painful for me too, Shaw. Especially with you lying there all wet and naked.”
“You know what?” I rolled us over and then pushed myself up into a sitting position so that I was straddling his hips. “I don’t accept any of that. Not the laws, not you being all noble and shit. And I’ll be damned if you withhold an orgasm from me, Jagger Armstrong.”
His hands flew to my hips, but he didn’t try to pull me off him. My core was exposed, and his hard-on was pressed right into my center through his shorts. “We can’t,” he muttered in a strangled voice.
