Page 65 of X My Heart


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“Ladies,” I say, tipping my imaginary hat.

Turning around, I slam my fist on the closed door again. “Let me in,” I rasp.

She snorts.

“Come on. Hell, I don’t know, let me explain. The fucking part was awesome, you know, Shorty, it was so much more. And our kiss was nothing like I expected. If you wanna have another night of fun wearing that shit, I’m down…”

She opens the pink door, wearing an all-black lace thing that makes me choke on my tongue, and almost makes me come in my pants. Before I can apologize, she grabs me by the shirt and drags me into the dressing room, closing the door behind us. She shoves me against the mirror.

“I don’t think this is store policy…” I begin.

She cuts me off by pressing her finger in my chest. I pinch my eyes shut for a moment before I blow my load.

“Listen here, buddy.” She taps her finger on my pecs, pulling me out of my dirty thoughts. “I’m not a kid anymore. Jay doesn’t get to decide what I do, and neither should you, Hunter. I thought you were the wild one here, or some shit, who doesn’t care about what others say,” she shrugs. “But I guess not.”

I growl, torn between kissing her and walking away, but something makes me stay. “You want me to betray a promise I made to your father?”

“Technically, you already did. I thought you wouldn’t have a problem with taking your pants off for me a second time, but then you said us kissing was a mistake, and now you’re telling me it was awesome. But the way you keep looking at me tells me something else,” she grounds out.

I’m stunned. She’s asking me to fucking sleep with her again? “So you’re saying it wasn’t a mistake?”

“No, not for me.” The anger no longer evident in her voice. “Use me like one of your French girls, Hunter,” she says, a soft smile playing on her lips.

“Leo didn’t say that shit, Shorty,” I tell her, already grinning from ear to ear.

“You were the one who said I needed to have a little fun,” she winks.

“I did, didn’t I?” I mumble under my breath. “Think good and hard about what you’re giving me. I take what I want, and I’m fucking demanding when it comes to shit like this.”

She pushes me again. My spine presses against the cold mirror.

She grins. “Why don’t you kiss me and find out for yourself?”

“I don’t know how to say no to you,” I whisper. The corners of my lips hike up when she tries to get in my face. She has to stand on her tiptoes to reach my chin.

“Then don’t,” she purrs, caressing my cheek. Her fingers skim over the line of my jaw, leaving little currents of electricity where she touches me. Resting my hands on her waist, I love the feel of the tiny lace straps digging into her hips as they slide against my fingers. I pull her toward me and she doesn’t resist. Her body trembles, heat radiating from her. Her scent is intoxicating, vanilla and wildflowers.

Swallowing, I hang my head when she closes her eyes. She is offering herself to me, for fucking real. I rub my thumb over her bottom lip; her breath catches. I want to lean forward and—

Someone knocks angrily on the door. We both break free from each other. “No more than one person in the room at a time,” a stern female voice warns, “or I’ll have to call security.”

“Sorry,” Sky says, laughing, focusing on the bulge clearly present in my jeans.

“Give us a minute,” I grunt, adjusting my belt.

“A minute,” the voice on the other end reminds us.

“Actually, I think I need more than a minute,” I huskily say, turning around and leaning my forehead against the mirror.

Sky licks her lips. Our eyes meet in the reflection. That sexy grin of hers makes me want to sink to my knees, rip the panties off her, and sink my tongue between her tight little pussy. I want nothing more than to drape her creamy thigh over my shoulder and bury my nose between her legs, smelling her arousal before I lick up and down her slit. Over and over, until she’s slick and wet, sucking on her clit while she’s begging me to make her come. I place my palm on my crotch, the way my dick is straining against the zipper is almost enough to push me over the edge like some pimple face teenager.

“I think I have to buy these now.” She grins, holding up the lace panties.

“I guess you probably should.”

We leave the store after Sky pays for the pieces. The woman ringing up the tab even says, “Enjoy,” directed at me. I am this close to answering, “I fucking will.”

Without speaking, Sky and I head out to the car. It’s already dark. She takes her seat next to me. I don’t know what I should say, so I keep my mouth shut.

I start the truck to fill the silence with something other than my beating heart.

“That was fun.” She giggles, her smile naughty.

“Sky, you mess with my head,” I say, heading to the highway, while she turns on the radio and Post Malone blasts through the speakers.

“Think about it,” she tells me, getting comfortable in her seat, grinning from ear to ear.

I try to hide the smile on my face with my left hand, checking her out. My dick twitches again. Jay is going to fucking kill me when I give in to her again.

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