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The second loud tapping was enough to cause Darius to wrench his mouth from hers, displeasure darkening his brow as he first looked at her and then turned toward the window.
Which was when Mia realized that one of her housemates was standing outside in the driveway, and the tapping noise was the other girl’s knuckles hitting the window of the driver’s door!
CHAPTERNINE
“I totally forgot it was Thursday, the evening Andrea drives over to see her parents,” Mia muttered once they were back in the SUV after she’d collected the clothes and books she was going to need over the next few days.
Darius had zero interest in the reason Mia’s housemate had knocked on the window. It was so that she could ask him to move his SUV and allow her to get her old and beat-up car out of the driveway. He was just glad that she had.
He was thirty-six years old, not some randy teenager reduced to fucking on the seat of his car!
Which, if they hadn’t been interrupted, might have been exactly what happened. He’d certainly been seconds away from unfastening Mia’s jeans and slipping his hand down her panties, desperate to explore the heat between her thighs.
He’d lost all awareness of where they were the moment his lips had touched hers. He’d forgotten everything else the moment he grabbed hold of her delectable arse and began to move her up and down the rigid length of his engorged cock. He’d known Mia was close to release when she groaned her pleasure every time his cock pressed against her swollen clit.
He had been so lost to their pleasure, he was pretty sure that if they hadn’t been interrupted, he would have come in his boxers.
Justlike thatrandy teenager.
“Isn’t this when we have that ‘we need to talk’ conversation?” Mia pressed at his brooding silence.
Yes, this was the exact time when they should havethatconversation, and God knew they needed to have it. But Darius was too on edge right now to do it. Not just because of their completely inappropriate and heated kisses in his SUV.
No, he was inwardly fuming over Mia’s living conditions.
Oh, the place had been as clean and tidy as the girls living there could make it. He also knew it was student accommodation, and that was never the best. Which was why he could have accepted the faded old carpets. The fact all the walls were painted a sickly gray. Even that the furniture, in the lounge where he waited for Mia while she went upstairs to collect her things, was mismatched and the wood scratched to hell.
But the lock on the front door was totally inadequate, with two out of the four screws missing. He’d checked the lock on the back door too, and that was actually rusted closed, which meant they couldn’t leave the house that way. Several of the windows had also been painted shut. Meaning that two avenues of escape had been removed if there was a fire.
The black mold on the ceilings and walls in all the downstairs rooms was totally unacceptable, as well as probably being a health violation. He’d also seen several humane mousetraps in the sitting room and hallway, indicating they had vermin.
Mia had explained to Andrea before she left to visit her parents that she would be staying at Darius’s apartment with him for a few days.
Once they entered the house, Darius hadn’t been able to hear any of Mia’s other housemates in the building. Darius couldn’t say he blamed them for wanting to spend as much time away from there as possible. In any case, he’d taken advantage of Mia’s absence upstairs to look in the kitchen and downstairs toilet too.
The former was narrow and dark, the corners of the worktops peeling up from the wood. The cupboards were so old, the screws holding the doors on had rusted completely away. Several of the doors had fallen off at some point and never been reattached. Which left the food inside the cupboards vulnerable to insects and vermin.
As for the bathroom…
Darius didn’t even know where to start processing that. The girls had obviously tried to pretty it up, having put in a lace toilet roll holder and a blue blind. But there was nothing they could do about the cracked sink, or the fact the cistern refilled so slowly after flushing, it probably still wasn’t full half an hour later.
Their scumbag of a landlord needed to be hung up by his balls, preferably from the broken light fixture in the middle of the dingy lounge.
The mood he was in after seeing those conditions, Darius was just the man to do it.
Which was why he was too fucking angry right now to be able to think of anything else, let alone talk rationally about the fact he had almost pulled Mia into the back of the SUV earlier, before disposing of their clothes and fucking them both into unconsciousness.
He’d spent years of feeling disinterested in sex, let alone any interest in forming a relationship. Yet within twenty-four hours of meeting Mia, he now wanted nothing more than to lock the two of them away somewhere and make love to her and never stop.
“Once you’re safely back in my apartment, I have to go out again,” he rasped, rather than answer her question about the “talk” they needed to have.
He’d ask Casper to find out exactly who Mia’s landlord was, after which Darius intended to pay the other man a visit. If verbal threats didn’t work on the money-grasping bastard, then Darius would be more than happy to provide a few physical inducements.
“Oh.”
He glanced at Mia when he heard the lack of enthusiasm in her tone. “Would you rather I didn’t go out tonight?”
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