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I leaned my head against her stomach, taking deep breaths. I wished I could tell her everything. All the shit I had done. All the reasons I had disappeared. Why I ran and hid away for over six months.
“Tanner.”
I looked up then, being met by beautiful chocolate brown eyes.
Busy gave me a small smile, stepping between my knees and pushing me back.
“Busy, you…this…” My dick twitched, clearly not caring how dangerous this way. I was just thankful that we were once again, alone. I didn’t even hear Cyrus leave.
“I just…” Her teeth found her lip again. That single movement forced a drop of pre-cum from the tip of my dick. “Let me make you feel better.”
I shook my head, took a deep breath, and thought of everything but what it would be like to have her hot wet body wrapped around me. “You need to stop.”
“I know you want me.” She straddled my lap. “You said so yourself.”
“Of course I want you.” My hands slid down her back, pulling her flush against me.
Busy cupped me over my pants, rubbing me over the fabric.
I groaned, a hot shiver racing down my spine.
“Let me make you feel better,” she whispered, kissing my forehead.
I leaned back, watching her.
Her eyes were dark, her mouth set in a thin line.
“Busy,” I whispered.
She smirked, pushing her palm against me.
“Fucking hell.” I covered her hand, helping her please that ache deep inside of me.
“You’re so hard.”
A gruff chuckle escaped me. “I wonder why?”
She giggled, placing a soft peck on my mouth.
“You deserve better, Busy,” I heard myself say.
“How do you know what I deserve?” Her mouth brushed down the length of my jaw. “I deserve you and you deserve me. That’s it.”
“Busy.” I pulled her hand from my lap.
“Tanner, I know I’m not experienced but I can learn. I want to learn. For you.”
Not experienced? Virgin.
She was a damn virgin. She had to have been. She had said she wasn’t experienced, but I didn’t clue in at just how little experience she actually had.
As soon as I was about to comment on that little fact, the burner phone rang from the bedroom. I gently pushed Busy off of my lap and rushed to it before flipping it open. “Yeah.”
“You alone?”
“Kind of,” I said, sitting on the edge of the bed. “What’s going on?”
Busy stood in the doorway, leaning against the doorframe.
