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“Because you will never tell me if I don’t poke you for answers.”
“Are you really in love with me or is just my cock you want?” Even in the darkness, I see a tiny smile cross his lips.
“Both,” I deadpan, “but I want you a lot more. Your cock is just the consolation prize for winning you.”
“You’re weird,” he says, his tone playful, less serious.
“So are you. That’s why this works for us, big guy.”
“I hate when you call me that.”
“You remind me of The Hulk. It’s not a bad thing. He’s kind of cute when he’s mad, just like you.”
“Kind of cute?” He snorts. “Cute is what you say when you see a picture of a baby or a puppy. I’m a man, and men are not cute.”
Hooking my leg over his, I press my lips to his cheek. “You’re fucking sexy as hell. My pussy is already dripping wet, and you haven’t even touched me.”
“Don’t even start, Princess.” He grabs his cock and gives himself a few strokes. “You know what I want. Now, give it to me.”
“I do, and I will give it to you, but I want something in return.”
“Not this shit again,” he grunts. “We are done with the games.”
“Humor me,” I say before I climb over him and get in between his legs. “Tell me something. Anything.” I stick my tongue out, licking up his shaft until I get to the head and stop.
“I’ll tell you what.” He places his big hand at the back of my head. “You make me come, and I’ll tell you what the first tattoo means.”
“You’re using sex…I like it.” I smile because this is my kind of game.
“Then, quit yapping and start sucking.” Carter guides my head, lowering me onto his cock, and I do as he says.
His moans are my reward. The entire time, I say a prayer that he will keep his promise. Even though this is a strange way to open up to someone, it’s more than I have gotten from Carter in the past. This is a start. A really fucked up start.
Chapter 17
Carter
Sydney is in love with me. Her words had put me in a state of shock. Like an idiot, I changed the subject, because I had no idea how to respond. Do I love her back? Maybe. I think so. I’ve never been in love before. I never allowed a woman to get close enough to win me over.
Fisting her hair in my hands, I stare down at the beautiful woman sucking my cock and wonder how we have gotten to this point. Love. I never thought a woman would love me for anything more than my star power, money, or even my cock. But Sydney wants more. She’s not like the other girls, even though she may be even more of a pain in the ass.
My God does this woman know how to suck a dick. That alone makes her girlfriend material. Combine our killer sex life with her looks and brains, and I have hit the trifecta with Sydney. I never dated a smart girl before. She always has to one-up me because of it, but I also like her more because of it. Sydney challenges me in ways I never allowed in the past. Everything with her is outside my comfort zone.
Whether I planned it or not, my walls have slowly come down for Sydney. Maybe sharing the parts of me that I had locked away and hid from the world, like broken Christmas ornaments in an attic, will be good for me. For our relationship. For whatever future we could have together.
I grip her hair tighter as I come, uttering a series of curses and grunts. This feels so fucking good I don’t want it to end.
After she licks her lips, Sydney peeks up at me from behind my erection that apparently will not quit. “Okay, big guy, time to talk.”
Three words no man wants to hear.
“But I’m still hard,” I counter, trying to avoid this discussion.
My joke earns me a punch in the leg. “You’re like a walking hard-on. You get hard if the wind blows in a particular direction. Nice try, buddy.”
“Not true.” I smirk. “I’m not that easy.”
She scoots along the mattress until she’s sitting next to me with her elbow propped up on a stack of pillows. “We don’t have a lot of time.” Sydney glances at the clock on her bedside table and turns back to me. “You have to leave for practice in an hour, and you still need to shower.”
