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His brows rose. “You sure, sweet thing? Wouldn’t want to interrupt you.”
I rolled my eyes and turned to walk into the back office to grab my bag. As I came back out to him, I smacked him lightly on the chest and said, “Take me home. I’m ready for some Nash loving.”
“Jesus,” he cursed. “I’ve gotta get back to work.”
Placing my hands on my hips, I cocked my head and asked, “Is Nash Walker turning down sex?”
Lust blazed in his eyes. “You should know I never turn down sex, but it’ll have to be quick ‘cause Scott will bust my balls if I’m not back at the clubhouse soon.”
“If it’s too much hassle, I can take care of myself, Nash. I’ll send you a video,” I teased, loving the scowl that fell over his face.
He dipped his face so he could growl in my ear. “If anyone’s gonna be taking care of you today, it’s gonna be me. Understood?”
My legs squeezed together as I nodded. I couldn’t resist one last opportunity to rev him up, though. “A video would still be fun, right? I could make you one later today, you know, to help you get through until you see me tonight.”
He slapped my ass and commanded, “Outside now. And if you send me a video, you better be naked and ready for when I finish work, because the only thing your night will involve will be my cock and your pussy, and whatever the fuck I decide to do with them.”
I grinned at him, but didn’t say anything else.
He shook his head and with a jerk of his chin in the direction of the front door, he muttered, “Go.”
As I walked past the girls, I apologised, “Sorry for leaving early. We didn’t even get to discuss what everyone is bringing to the party on Saturday.”
“Blade and I will supply the alcohol,” Layla said, “but can any of you come and pick it up from the bar on Friday because I don’t have time to bring it over.”
I nodded. “Sure, I have Friday off.”
“Yeah, I do, too,” Madison said, “so I can come and help.”
“I’m working at the café on Friday so I can’t help, sorry,” Harlow said.
“No worries, Velvet and I can do it,” Madison declared.
Nash came up behind me and his lips brushed my ear. “Keep walking, sweet thing, before you sign me up for anything,” he directed.
Roxie eyed Nash, and suggested, “Take your man home, Velvet. He’s looking a little edgy there.”
Laughing, I agreed, “Yeah, we better go. I’ve got a job for him to do at home before I let him go back to work.”
As we walked out to his bike, butterflies whooshed through me at the feel of Nash’s hand on my body as he guided me. Some days it felt like we’d just started dating, and I loved that he still made me feel that way.
* * *
My home phone was ringing when we arrived. Nash groaned when I ran to the kitchen to answer it, but I had been waiting on a call from my mum so I ignored the impatient look he gave me.
The phone call wasn’t from my mother, but rather, a telemarketer who I struggled to get off the phone. Nash stood in front of me undoing his belt and then his jeans. His eyes remained locked on mine, and goddamn if I wasn’t turned on watching him. When his hands moved to the bottom of my short skirt and found their way under it, a shiver of anticipation ran through me. And when his hand slid into my panties and his finger teased my pussy, I tried like hell to get the woman off the phone, but she wouldn’t let me get a word in. I couldn’t bring myself to just hang up on her, though. Damn manners.
Nash pressed his lips to my neck and licked and sucked me for a moment before growling, “Hang the phone up, baby, my cock is so fuckin’ hard right now.”
I shut my eyes and bit my lip as I tilted my hips trying to get closer to him. The woman kept talking but I didn’t hear a word of what she said. My mind was completely consumed by Nash now.
In the end, he grabbed the phone out of my hand and hung it up for me. Then he grabbed hold of my top and ripped it open. Buttons scattered everywhere as he pulled it off. His lips swept across mine, hard and rough. And when his eyes found mine again, he said, “When you sew those buttons back on, you’ll be naked in front of me so I can watch. Every damn button you have to sew back on will make you remember what I’m about to do to you. And I wanna see you remember.”
Oh, God.
My legs trembled, and I fought to keep my balance.
His phone rang and frustration flashed across his face as he reached into his pocket to retrieve it. Placing one hand on my collarbone, he curled his fingers around my neck and held me in place, up against the kitchen counter, while he answered his phone.
