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“When I get through with you, I promise you’ll be pleased.”
“You make a lot of promises,” I tease. Although he doesn’t know how many I conjure up in my head.
“And I keep every one.” His mouth brushes against mine for a chaste yet sensuous kiss. “Breaking them is never on the table.” He pinches my chin. “Speaking of tables, we might be doing round two on mine.”
“Oh, I don’t know if your table can handle both of us.”
“Have a little faith, gorgeous.” He twists me, pressing his muscular form and molding his warmth to my body. “Like my promise, it won’t break either,” he whispers into my ear before pulling down my pants and undies.
Excitement ripples through me. This is a first. Lix rarely fucks me without foreplay. He takes his time, ensuring I’m primed. He kisses, licks, touches, and pampers me before even thinking of himself. Not today.
“Now, be a good girl and give me what I want.”
I feel the pressure of his hand on my back, guiding me down onto the bed.
“Woman,” I correct, knowing I’ll be whatever he wants.
“Yes. You’re my naughty woman.” I hear his zipper come down. “Now, be my good girl.” His hand comes down hard on my ass cheek.
Oh-ho. I’m not sure how I feel about being spanked. I’ve never been—he smacks my ass again. The red-hot sting vibrates in my pussy, and my ass rises for more.
Damn! I like it.
He grips my hips and slips his cock deep inside me.
“Yes!” I grip the sheets, meeting his every thrust, not fighting but welcoming the savage grinding he delivers to my body.
And as promised, I came twice during round two…and the table didn’t break.
Chapter 26
“That looks great.” I stand, watching Cassie finish with the last few strokes on the wall.
She sets the paint roller stick on the floor, inspecting her work. “Yeah. I’m getting better at this.” She turns to me with a smile. “But I had a good teacher.”
I shake my head with a chuckle. “I’ve never known anyone who likes to paint as much as you.”
“It’s relaxing.” She shrugs, antique-blue paint splattered on her cheeks and her white T-shirt.
“Well, thanks. I should finish the job a week early because of your help.” I grab the paint can lid and set it back on the container. “Do you need a lift home?”
“Brett will be here around eight.” She glances at her cell on the stepladder. “Oh. I should get cleaned up.” She grabs her brushes and roller before heading down to the washroom.
I start picking up the rest of the shit in the room, taking one last look at her work.
The front door opens, and Brett walks in, glancing around the house. “It’s coming along.”
“Yeah, Cassie’s been a great help. She’s washing up.”
Brett nods. He’s a man of few words.
“You see Mom today?”
“Yeah.” He blows out the word.
“Is she on board with everything?”
“Fuck.” He rushes a hand through his dark hair. “I don’t know what her problem is. We know everything now, but it still feels like she’s hiding something.”
