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I take a quick look around and follow her in and lock the door behind us. “Hey lover.” She drawls. She’s facing the mirror and our eyes meet.
“I’m so fucking jealous, Beth I’m going crazy.”
She shakes her head. “How can that be when I’m yours?”
I close the distance between us and I cage her between my arms. Her head fall backward to rest on my shoulder.
I press my nose to her neck and inhale. “You smell good, baby. I’ve missed you,” I murmur and she sighs and relaxes her body, letting me take her weight like I’m a wall.
And I don’t mind one bit. Being her wall, or her anything, is an honor. I just don’t ever want to be her nothing.
Our gazes meet in the mirror, again and she gifts me with one of her soft, lopsided smiles. It reaches her eyes, but it doesn’t light them.
I frown. “Did something happen?”
She shakes her head “Just hating tonight,” she says, and there’s a heaviness in her voice and dread in her eyes that makes me want to hit someone.
I run my possessive gaze over all of the smooth, creamy tan skin her dress leaves exposed and I have to close my eyes against the visual of his hand on her. I want him to know she’s taken. I want to suck her neck until it bruises. Kiss her lipstick off, tear her dress, fuck up her hair.
But, I can’t fuck up her entire life because I’m jealous. I shut my eyes.
She shifts her hips so that her soft ass presses against my hard dick.
But I don’t move. I’m too angry.
“Carter,” she calls my name and I open my eyes and meet her paradise blues in the mirror again. There’s longing in them and when she rubs against me I’m so fucking tempted.
“Please, touch me,” her voice is raw and just above a whisper. “I want to be able to smell you for the rest of the night. I want to feel you. Fuck me.”
I slip my hand into her hair and savor the cool, feathery slide of the champagne waves between my fingers. I run both hands down her shoulders and stroke tiny soothing circles over her skin and watch her in the mirror. She’s flushed and her nipples harden and press into the thin fabric of her dress.
Her eyes flutter closed and cast feathery crescent shadows on her cheeks. Her soft, plush pink mouth falls open and she exhales a moan that wakes up every single pleasure point on my body.
Normally, I would give her what she wants without her having to ask. But not tonight. Not when I’m going to hand her to another man after I’ve fucked her. Then watch them together while I pretend it’s not fucking killing me.
No.
If she wants me to remind her who she belongs to, she’s going to have to ask.
“What do you want?” I breathe into her ear.
“You know…” she says.
“No, I don’t. Tell me.” I breathe and she sinks her little white teeth into the lush flesh of her lips and my hands go instinctively to her hips. I squeeze and grind my rock hard erection into her ass.
She reaches around and unbuckles my belt.
She turns so she’s facing me and pulls my pants down.
I close my eyes again. I can’t look at her, because when I look into my baby’s eyes, I can’t deny her anything. Her hand is warm and soft around my dick and I rut into it, like I want to rut into her.
“Open your eyes,” she implores me.
“No,” I grunt when she rubs her thumb over the head and spreads the slick drop of precum.
I drop my forehead onto her shoulder and try to catch my labored breath. I am on the edge of restraint. My fingers dig into her hips, gripping her hard enough to bruise her.
She drops to her knees so suddenly that I feel her wet tongue before I even realize what she’s doing.
