“You are my fucking dream girl, you know that.” It’s strained, as if it’s difficult to focus on the words that he’s trying to say.
Quickly, I start moving my mouth around him and I glance up, locking eyes with him once more. Working him quicker in my hand, seeing the lust spreading in his eyes as they darken, but he keeps his darkness at bay for a moment. Because he knows that this is what we need at this moment.
I keep my eyes on him as his drop for a moment, a groan coming out of his mouth as he sees his cock in my mouth and my hand still wrapped around him.
Feeling the grip he has in my hair tighten as his eyes glaze over, and he loses control. His hand forces my head down hard, my hand releases from around him, and I let him shove his dick down my throat as I gag slightly, and feeling the salty warm taste filling my mouth.
“Holy shit.” He whispers, gasping.
I can see him about to speak again, so I just shake my head, telling him not to.
Reaching down to me, he pulls me up and presses his mouth to mine again, spinning us around and pining me on the bed.
“What are you doing?” I giggle, hating myself at the reaction he always pulls out of me.
He just smirks at me before his hand slides up my leg and I realize his plan.
“Zane…” I trail reaching down and grabbing his hand, stilling it. When his eyes reach mine, I know he understands what I’m trying to tell him.
He pulls away from me, and he doesn’t have to say anything. I can see the shame on his face.
“It’s not… it’s just.” Reaching over, I pull myself to him. “You probably wouldn’t want to right now, anyway.”
“Why’s that?” He laughs this time, looking at me and nodding his head. “What? It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve had your blood in my mouth.” I can feel my eyes widen. “But I understand. You’ve got a lot going on right now.”
I lean into him, planting a gentle kiss on him, trying to keep the moment until he pulls me down next to him as he leans back, reaching down, adjusting himself back into his jeans. As he lies back, he lifts his arm, creating a perfect pocket for my body to lie in.
“I have one question, if you don’t mind answering. You know, just so we’re on the same page with everything.”
“Of course I will?” I ask him, rolling to my side, and looking at him wearing an expression that says whatever his question is, I won’t want to answer.
“How did you know?” His smirk spreads wide.
“What? Know what?”
“You said you knew I had just been with someone. How’d you know that?”
“Uh…” I trail, making an audible laugh come out of him.
“Come on, psycho… fess up.” He laughs again. “You want to know how I knew you had an appointment? How I knew you were in the hospital?”
I nod my head. Maybe if I hear all of this, it will make me feel a little better about what I had done.
“I hacked into the doctor’s office and found your file. I would check it after every appointment, for the next one. Then I set an alert through the hospital for your name.”
“You know how to hack?”
My question makes him laugh as he shakes his head, leaning into me. “You always remind just how psycho you are.” He presses a kiss into my hair. “I think most people would find the invasion of privacy as the more important fact.” He mumbles to me before he subtlety pulls away. “But yes, I can a little. Not much and not through a lot of security. We have another guy for that, but one of my uncles taught me some.”
I contemplate this information for a moment before I feel his shoulder nudging against me.
“Ugh, fine…” I groan, wanting to cover myself and hide away. “I saw you leave with her.”
“Huh?” His eyebrows furrow until the recognition on his face starts. “You were watching me?”
“A little.” I look away from him before he’s turning my face yet again. “Fine. I know your schedule, or as much of a schedule that you have. I know which nights you spend where. I knew that night you would be at the club. I was sitting in the parking lot because Darren’s working nights.”
“Monday night?” It’s a question, but I’m not sure what he’s asking me.
