“No! Why would you even ask me that?”
“’Cause you’re pulling away from me. I know you told me not to keep asking about it, but I sure as hell feel it. And you like him.”
“I like him in a basic way like a decent customer. I don’t like him the way I like you!”
I shouldn’t have said that, but I can’t take it back now.
“I mean, you know you’re always my first choice on the weekends. So unless you decide you don’t want to fuck me, then I’m not going to fuck anyone else on those days.”
“You mean it?”
“Yes, I mean it. Why are you acting this way?”
“Why do you think? ’Cause you’ve been off for a few weeks now, and I keep waiting for you to dump me.”
Dump him.
Like we’ve been dating.
Instead of doing whatever you call paid fucks.
“I’m not—” I break off the words, rubbing my face with frustration like I might be able to rub clear thoughts back into my brain. “I don’t know what to say. I don’t even know what’s going on. But I do know I wasn’t thinking about fucking him. You might be acting like a jealous asshole right now, but I wasn’t going to fuck anyone but you.”
He’s breathing fast and loud again, but there’s hot lust in his eyes rather than that achy confusion.
That expression gets me going too.
“How long till closing?” he mutters, clenching his hands like he’s having to hold them back.
“We have almost an hour.”
“That’s way too long.”
“I know. But there’s nothing to do about it. I’m not going to piss Nell off by breaking the rules. So go sit down and wait until time.”
“I’ll be thinking about fucking you the whole time.”
I gulp. “Have fun with that. I’ll be doing my job. Now go sit.”
“That asshole has my seat.”
An hour and a few minutes later, Cade and I are upstairs in my room.
He’s got me bent at the waist, bracing my hands against the wall, and he’s fucking me hard from behind.
“Is this how you like it?” He’s holding my ass with both hands, pulling my butt cheeks apart so he can really fuck me good.
I’m tall enough for us to manage this position, but it takes some doing for both of us. But for some reason the effort makes it even hotter.
I whimper out a wordless answer.
“You’re only gonna take it like this from me, right? Not from anyone else.”
“Mm-hmm.” My pussy is pulsing like crazy, and my entire body is throbbing with pleasure. My braid is hanging over my shoulder, and sweat is beading on my forehead and between my jiggling breasts.
And I think I’m actually about to come.
“That’s so good. That’s my girl. Taking all of me so good. You want it so bad.”
