Page 98 of Worth Loving You

He snorted and tossed the knife aside. “Done, anyway. Sit down, I’ll bring this to you.”

Groaning, I inched my way to the cushions, sinking low. My robe opened, so I snatched it closed right as he strode forward, sitting in the armchair. He pushed the magazines aside on the coffee table and set a small platter of fruit on it with a bottle of ice cold water. Jutting his hip, he got a bottle of headache pills, shook them – obnoxiously loud – and set them down, as well.

“What’s that?”

“Bananas drizzled in honey, some blueberries, a few almonds, and watermelon—”

“Ah!” I clapped my palm over my mouth and shook my head. “Mm mm!”

“Oh, right.” Snickering, he quickly picked off the pink squares and tossed them into his mouth. “All gone,” he muttered around them.

“I want real food.”

“This is all good for a hangover. Did the shower help?”

“Well, I puked, so sure.”

He was having far too much fun at my expense.

“You know.” I sat up and opened the pills, tucking a couple between my lips. Twisting the cap off the water, I chugged a mouthful to swallow them, only to choke and gag when it wasn’t water. Turning it to read the label, I huffed. Coconut water.

“When I told you last night you need to have more fun, I didn’t mean by laughing at me.” I set the bottle down and plucked a few blueberries before sinking low in the cushions.

He cleared his throat, his elbows on his knees, his hands clasped together. “So…you…remember last night?”

My pulse skipped and then slowed. I chewed the berries, looking away from him. “Yes,” I whispered.

“Hm. Interesting.” He snagged an almond, crunching it between his molars. “Here I was thinking I had to pretend like nothing happened.”

“Nothing happened.”

“Really? Cuz I remember quite distinctly your teeth on my nipple, tugging my piercing.”

My belly turned over, a sudden breath filling my lungs. I sat up to grab a few more berries and slouched again. “Never happened.”

“And you didn’t tell me to fuck you last night?”

Bolting upright, the room spun, and a needle pierced my skull, sending flickers of lights bursting in front of my eyes. Ignoring it, I snapped, “You told me to!”

His brow lifted, the shoulder rolling while he got a few more almonds. “I wanted to know what it sounded like. It was pretty awesome. Made me cum three times last night. Once this morning.”

Heat warmed the insides of my thighs, my clit twitching. “It shouldn’t have happened. Forget about it.”

“Like hell I will. I’m holding that memory as long as possible. Been a long damn time since I been able to jackoff like I did last night. Thanks, kitten. I needed that.”

His eyes darkened with a wicked smirk. Shaking his palm to push an almond to his fingers, he said, “Of course, if you really want to suck on something pierced, I got something a little bigger for you,” and tossed it into his mouth.

My jaw fell, adrenaline surging through my veins, my head spinning. “What?”

One side of his smirk rose higher than the other and he winked. “Wanna see?”

Yes! I did!

“No.”

His fingers uncurled, so the remaining almonds spilled back to the plate, his hands brushing together. Scooting to the edge of the seat, he tipped his head, his voice vibrating through the air so I could almost feel his words. “You ever have a cock in that pussy with barbells rubbing your insides?”

I quivered, my belly fluttering.