“I’m sorry. I definitely don’t want to dance with anyone but you. It’s just that I’m confused as to what we are.”
“We’re two people who enjoy being together and are having a helluva good time. You mean something to me, Hailey. I don’t hang with a chick more than a couple days.”
“I’m just being silly. Forget what I said. I love hanging with you, and as long as we’re together, we’ll be exclusive, okay?”
“I’ve been exclusive. I don’t need an agreement for that, but it seems like you do. So yeah, I’m just with you.”
“And I’m just with you, so I won’t be dancing with anyone at the club but my friends.”
Goldie nodded and a silence settled between them.I know she wants to pin me down on every aspect of our relationship. Fuck. I can’t believe I’m even in a relationship.
“Are we good?” she asked, breaking the silence.
“Yeah.”
“You’re not mad at me?”
“Nah.”
When the slice of strawberry cheesecake came, Goldie scooped up some of the whipped cream with his finger and placed it in her eager mouth. Mesmerized by the desire in her eyes as she sucked on his finger, he slowly moved it in and out. Low moans and her tongue swirling around his digit drove him crazy.
“You keep doing that and you’re gonna get yourself fucked.”
“Maybe that’s what I want,” she rasped.
Then her bare foot pressed hard on his bulge and excitement rushed full force into it, making it feel tight and full. When her toes wiggled against his hardness, a frantic desire for it to be absorbed into her heated wetness consumed him.
“Does that feel good?”
“It feels like my cock wants to rip out of my jeans and be crammed into your tight pussy.” He put his hand on her foot. “Let’s get out of here,” he said huskily.
The ride back to her house was miserable, his erection aching to be freed. When they came into the house, he chased her up the stairs and, after catching her, threw her on the bed. Discarding both their clothes in record time, they were all over each other, kissing, biting, scratching, smacking, and licking. He loved how she moaned when he spanked her ass cheeks, and the deep scratches and bites she’d given him turned him way on. He liked that she wanted to mark and claim. Running his hands over her skin, he noticed she was hot to the touch with primal need. Begging him to enter her, she grabbed his hard dick and rubbed it between her juicy folds. The head of his cock was sensitive and tingling, and he wasn’t able to hold out any longer. Pushing it against her wet slit, he plunged inside her, grunting as the muscles of her walls hugged him tightly.
As he pummeled her, she thrashed and moaned, and their primal desire pushed them harder and higher until it overwhelmed and consumed them, ending in a shared burst of euphoria.
Breathing heavily, he pulled her close. She snuggled into him and they lay holding each other, their breathing filling the room until sleep took them.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Parked several housesdown from the Victorian, he saw the biker place Hailey’s small suitcase in the trunk of her car. A surge of energy bolted through him as he realized how fortunate he was to have come by that morning to watch her. He almost hadn’t due to his job, but he’d made up an excuse and switched his shift, and now he had the whole morning free. Free to follow Hailey and find an opportunity to finally claim and devour her. He’d been waiting too long to capture his prey.
The man’s gut twisted when she looped her arms around the biker and kissed him. Watching his hands run down her back and land on the ass he’d hoped to ravage in about an hour’s time made him sick. What did she see in him? Hailey was much too pretty and sophisticated to waste her body on a dirty biker whose name escaped him.
The man chuckled.The lowlife is so inconsequential that I don’t even remember his name.For the past six weeks, he’d seen the outlaw’s motorcycle in the rehab’s parking lot at the same time as Hailey’s car, and every time he noticed it, he’d wanted to take a razor blade to the Harley and scratch it up. But he didn’t dare. Acting out of impulse was sloppy and stupid, and could only lead to getting caught.
He smiled when Hailey waved goodbye to the biker. The thrill of the hunt and the image of what he’d do to Hailey had his senses and arousal on overdrive. He knew she’d planned a trip to Albuquerque; he’d overheard her tell her aunt when he walked past the room. That stretch of highway was usually pretty quiet, and he knew she’d have to stop for gas. That’s when he’d make his move. The excitement tingled and flushed his skin, and he willed himself to calm down.
Forty-five minutes into the drive, his phone went off for the fourth time. Again it was from his wife. Tempted to ignore it like he had the last three times, he reluctantly answered.
“Why haven’t you picked up my calls?” Trisha asked. Panic laced her voice.
“I didn’t hear them. What’s wrong?” He smiled when he saw Hailey veer off the highway, taking the exit for gas and restaurants.
“Kyle’s in the hospital! He was eating and then just started screaming. I freaked out. I didn’t know what was wrong with him. I called 911. He’s in the emergency room. I need you to be here.”
He pulled into the gas station and parked at a distance.She looks so sexy in her shorts.
“Are you listening to me?”
