Page 67 of Speak No Claim

Before I knew what I was going to do, I lifted her chin and softly kissed her. Needing her to know she wasn’t my disgrace. She was my weakness, and for a man like me, that was hard to admit. This kiss was more intimate, softer, slower, yet more demanding from her. Gradually, I pulled away, or I was going to claim her right here, right then, out there in the open. Though something told me she’d love that too.

Being fucked in her forest.

“Let’s go,” I rasped against her mouth.

I was shocked she actually listened to me without putting up a fight. She didn’t say a word until we got back to my truck.

“You drive a ’67 Chevy?”

I smiled. “I like classics. She’s one of many.”

She opened the pearl-blue door and stepped inside. “I do too.”

The ride didn’t last long. We were back on the property within ten minutes, and I dropped her off at the gate.

“You’re not going to walk me to my door?”

“Trust me, sweetheart, it won’t be your door I’m walking you to.”

“Suddenly,” she sassed, “you’re a gentleman?”

I smiled. “A gentleman wouldn’t be thinking what I am.”

She eyed me skeptically for a second before biting her bottom lip.

“I’ll tell you what, if you want something from me,” I lured, “just blink twice.”

Being the brat she was, she opened the door, smirking. “You’ll be waiting forever.” With that, she stepped out, and I watched her leave.

Once she walked inside, I drove up to my gate and typed in the code. For the rest of the night, I couldn’t unsee Hennessy lying beneath me or the feel of her mouth on mine.

All I could envision was her at my mercy.

My jaw clenched. I wasn’t a jealous guy, by any means, yet this girl was making me feel like I didn’t know who I was anymore. After I parked in the garage, I made my way inside, deciding to take the back stairs in hopes of avoiding everyone.

It wasn’t in the cards. As soon as I took a step upstairs, my father greeted me from behind. “Onyx, come with me to my office. I need to speak to you.”

“I’m beat. It’s been a long day.”

He didn’t give a shit what I wanted, so reluctantly, I followed him there. I could tell by his composure that whatever he wanted to discuss wasn’t good for me or anyone else.

He spun around. “What do you think you’re doing?”

I stopped dead in my tracks, barely making it into the room. “What do you mean?” I was trying to see how much he already knew.

“Don’t play dumb with me, Onyx. What’s happening between you and the girl?”

I played it off. “What girl?”

He glared at me.

“I’m with a lot of women. You’ll have to be more specific.”

“Onyx…”

“Her name’s Hennessy.”

His eyebrows rose. “Have you slept with her?”