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“Maybe if you drank less, you could stand by yourself.” Walking in, I place her on her feet, and she wobbles. Her dress has slid up, and the slit showcases her gun. I try not to drink her in. Her eyes do this little smoldering thing as she takes in my expression. A cocky smirk grows on her painted-red lips.
With a huff, I crouch and unclasp her sexier-than-hell heels. My hands can’t help themselves. They glide over her perfectly smooth skin to her mid-calf before I realize what I’m doing, my heart rate kicking up.
I clear my throat as I straighten. “You look pretty,” I concede. She’s my walking fantasy.Fuck, she’s beautiful.
“Thanks. I wore it with you in mind.”
Something in my heart cracks and stings but has this addicting sensation where I want to feel it again and again. My dick instantly throbs at her words. “Next time you’re sober, wear nothing for me.”
Her lips purse. One eye closes while the other stays open. “I only get naked for people I like.”
She stumbles as she pulls her dress off her body. A gun is strapped around her hip, but what catches my attention is the black and blue bruises that mar her skin that was hidden from everyone. I step closer while she’s distracted, and my hand grazes her flesh. My touch makes her jump, and she turns to me.
“Who hit you?” I demand.
Her shoulders drop, and this is the first sign of vulnerability I’ve seen from her. “Don’t worry about it.” She slaps my hand away.
The idea of anyone hurting her has my body temperature increasing. My hands fist at my sides.
“You’re sweet, Fin.” She comes up and pecks the stubble on my jaw. She’s half naked, and I catch a scar that would have been from my arrow. I want to place a kiss on it. Her perfume swirls around us. She looks up at me, her lashes thick, and I see hesitation and shyness in her eyes. It’s the only thing stopping me from pulling her in at this second.
“This has nothing to do with me being sweet,” I say gruffly.
“This has nothing to do with you, period.” Her lips lift slowly in what looks like a genuine smile. The first one she has graced me with. “I’m a big girl. I’ve been taking care of myself since…” She pauses, and I feel like she’s going to say since we stopped being friends. But she doesn’t.
“Since when?” I challenge her, wanting her to say the words. My confrontation breaks whatever spell was cast over us. She backs away, turning away from me.
“Since the boys realized I could hold my own against them,” she finally answers while digging around in her large black duffle bag, the two perfect globes of her ass staring me right in the face with her bent over.
Fuck me.
She stands, and I avert my eyes.
“You need to go outside for about twenty minutes,” she states, wearing only a bra and a thong.
“Not happening. I made a promise that you would not leave my sight.”
“Have it your way.” From behind her back, she brings out a sparkling purple dildo. What’s funny is that this dildo looks so feminine and contains more glitter than Luna has ever held.
My dick strains in my pants, wanting a chance to show her how it’s done without that.
In due time, I try to tell myself as I watch with my mouth hanging open when she shimmies out of her panties. The lace material glides down her smooth, toned thighs before she’s able to wiggle out of them by just moving her legs. When they fall to the ground, she simply steps out of them.
“I’m horny, but you don’t get the privilege of touching me. You may look all handsome, but I know the real you,” she slurs, unclasping her bra behind her back. She allows the bra to slip off and fall next to her panties.
“And what is the real me?”
“Don’t distract me,” she replies, lying down on the bed. “I’d have sex with you… if you weren’t you. But you broke my heart, Fin. And I’ve learned I’m better off without you.”
If she weren’t drunk and drugged, I would give her every reason under the sun why I am better than her battery-operated boyfriend.
She starts the cylinder-shaped plastic toy and teases herself, pressing it against her glistening pussy, but doesn’t push it in. I shouldn’t be watching this. Luna would kick my ass if she were sober. I’m held captive like I’ve never seen a naked woman before. My eyes drift upward, wanting to know how she looks when she comes, and her beautiful ocean eyes hold mine. She wants me to watch.
“I could make you come faster than that, and with less effort.” My voice is rough with an edge I can’t control.
“I guess I’ll never know.”
My lips kick up. “I wouldn’t be so certain.”
