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‘Think casual sexy and toss a dress on.’
‘Your wish is my command. I’ll beready by the time you finish with the twins.’ Like her sarcasm could ever work on me.
‘I just told you that it turns me on when you’re jealous.’ I captured her hand, guiding it straight over my throbbing erection. She needed to know what she was up against. If she didn’t want to offer herlove, I would go for her anxiety. ‘Now, if you don’t want to continue from where we left off, I suggest you get fucking dressed and we get going.’
She must’ve come to her senses, managing to change in Guinness record time. We were downstairs much faster than I expected. All in good cause, since we were both starving, and I did happen to bring a Michelin Chef to cook for the party.
Everything seemed to be on track, good food, good booze… and a few people that needed to be greeted. Almost like in Echo City, except here, the eyes in the crowd weren’t watching me. And that felt fucking amazing!
Plus, it was giving me time to attend to my real interest of the day, ravaging Mouse’s lips with consuming kisses, while I could barely keep my hands to myself. I couldn’t get enough of everything that she meant, and that was raising questions to which I was fearing the answer.
Between the teasing and that melting sensation infiltrating every vibrating cell of mine, I ended up telling her about what I got from Camden on the governor. I must’ve been on fucking drugs, but I was letting my guard down once again and extending an olive branch. I blamed it on the adrenaline working its way through my bloodstream, clouding my judgment while asking me to go through with the plan I made the previous night.
And I was just initiating the steps I needed to get there. ‘Let’s find a spot on that couch. I’m tired of standing.’
Without waiting for her to change her mind, I stretched myself out on the couch, placing my head on her lap.
‘Are you sleepy?’ she whispered, brushing her hands through my hair, playing with each rebel strand in slow motion.
‘Maybe just a little. But don’t stop.’ My words were her command... or maybe she just liked what my barber did with my hair. It didn’t really matter as long as she moved those long fingers to dance on the top of my head.
Out of the blue, Treytom decided to end the party and play a movie. He was definitely having some kind of supremacy-claiming phase. But his gesture suited me perfectly, making my plan fall right into place. ‘Come here and lay with me.’ I asked Mouse to join me so I could feel her closer... much closer to my throbbing erection.
‘I’m not going to lay there. Besides, I was thinking of going upstairs and changing into something else. The entrance door keeps opening and my feet are beginning to get cold.’ It was getting so much colder in the room with everyone going in and out the door.
‘Come, I’ll warm you.’ I gestured toward her again, though no answer came. She was weighing her options. I didn’t have the time or mood for that. ‘I could raise your dress right now and get you more acquainted with my tongue,’
‘You wouldn’t.’
‘Wouldn’t I?’ Of course, I would...
‘Ok...ok. Get up so I can get next to you.’ She was finally coming through, gliding her body in front of my own, yet choosing not to face me.
I could work with that. I could have worked with anything at that point…
Playing the gentleman, I hauled a fur blanket over us, under the pretext of warming her frozen feet... only her feet were the last thing on my mind.
‘Get closer, Mouse,’ I pulled her so tightly against my chest that she was struggling for breaths of air. Still, I had a deranged need to feel her even closer, pushing my hand beneath the blanket to find one of her round breasts while my lips glued on the back of her neck to feel the vibrations of the turmoil ravaging her body.
I let her boil for long minutes to come, listening to the faded inhales and exhales of her breath until the tip of my tongue wandered off to explore the suave curves of her neck. It took all power within me to stop, but the longer the wait, the sweeter the prize.
And that worked both ways.
Just when I thought she was going to fall asleep, I felt her move, reigniting the strength of my touches and that aching need to cup the full size of her breasts.
‘Cole?’ Her melancholic voice came like an arrow flashing from my spine to the tip of my toes.
‘Turn, Bea.’ It was the first time I ever called her by her name out loud, even if in my mind she had been Bea, the one I want, and not Mouse, a pawn in a game of lust. In reality, I was starting to think I’d like a mixture of both. The thought of her being themousewas sexually arousing me, but the one of her being my real girlfriend was igniting an unexplored emotion.
Surprisingly, she listened, whirling around to face me, just as if she knew what truly settled in my mind. Or maybe me calling her Bea did the trick, who knows?
‘You didn’t fight me on this. I’m surprised.’
‘What exactly isthis?’ Bea had no idea where I was going with my request.
She needed a few instructions and I was to give them to her just a touch away from our lips. ‘Raise your leg over my hip.’
‘Noooo.’
