Page 41 of Good Girls Beg

"You sound like a stalker again," I said. I was starting to wonder if there really was someone down in the basement. People Oak put there. Did he have sixty-nine potential hookups locked away down there? Excuse me if I didn't want to join their number.

One of his shoulders twitched upward. "I don't care. You're still mine."

"There you go with that again." I rolled my eyes at him. "Why do you think I'm yours?"

"Why does the sun rise in the morning?" he asked.

"Because we're moving around it," I said. I was sure he knew that, but I couldn't help the hint of sarcasm. Ask a silly question, get a silly answer.

It was his turn to roll his eyes. "The point is, it's inevitable that it'll keep rising. You and I, we're inevitable too."

"Say that's true," I said, deciding to humor him for a moment. "What about Hel and Fade? Where do they fit into all of this? Because we both know they want to." Even if it was only physical.

Oak lowered the weights to the floor and stepped away from them. "I don't know. That'll work itself out when the universe is ready."

"So I should sit back and trust the universe?" I asked. He made it sound simple and almost compelling. If I was the sit-back-and-see-what-happened kind of girl.

He gestured at me. "You're starting to get it."

"Yeah, I get it," I said, "You're a health food nut with a thing for woo-woo." Not to mention muscular and cut, like something out of one of those bodybuilding magazines. It wasn't fair that someone so attractive was also a prick.

"And a big cock," he said.

"And a big…" I started to echo him automatically. I stopped myself and wrinkled my nose. "Maybe."

He smirked and stepped towards me. "We both know it's true. You wanted me inside your hot, tight little pussy. I bet you're thinking, 'I wish he'd pick me up and fuck me against the door right now.'" His eyes darkened.

"You might be thinking that," I said. "Me, I'm craving a cheeseburger."

He grimaced. "Do you know what those things have in them?" He looked like the thought was going to make him dry heave.

"Flavor," I said with a nod. "Lots and lots of flavor."

"Something can be good for you and have flavor at the same time," he said.

"True, but they don't leave grease on your fingers so you can lick it off." I raised my hands in front of me and mimed doing that.

"If you want to lick something off your fingers, I can put it on there for you," he said, grabbing the front of his pants and squeezing. "No, I have a better idea. We can bypass your fingers and go straight for the back of your throat." He stalked a couple more steps toward me.

My clit throbbed at the idea of lowering myself to my knees and opening my lips for him. Letting him fuck my mouth until he came. Swallowing down his salty cum. Would he taste different to other guys I'd blown, after eating things like sunflower seeds? I couldn't deny I was curious.

"You only have to ask," he said softly. Judging by the bulge in the front of his track pants, he was aching for me to do just that. To get down on my knees in front of him and let him use me the way he wanted to.

The only thing that made me resist temptation was remembering I was still mad at him, and this whole proposal was nothing short of crazytown. That and I expected the other two to interrupt us, like they did the other night.

"I won't be asking," I whispered back. "Been there, done that. If you'll excuse me, I have some work to get back to."

I patted his chest, stepped around him and out the door.

He growled something under his breath, but didn't follow me.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

TEDDIE

I didn't go back to the pool house slash gym until a few days later, when no one was in there.

If there was a door down to the basement in there, I couldn't find it. I thought about asking Hel straight out, but I had the feeling there was a reason the entrance wasn't easy to find. He didn't want anyone down there. The place was probably a health hazard anyway. That didn't stop me from being curious.