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It shouldn’t have mattered so much. I could get plenty of tail inside. But I waited on bated breath for her answer, and when she finally gave me a tentative nod, elation exploded through my system better than any high. I claimed her lips roughly, backing her up against the wall behind us. Gone were the teasing strokes, replaced with raw hunger as I ravaged her mouth. She made needy little noises, clinging to me, and it only spurred me on. I loved it when they were loud.
Ripping my mouth from hers, I dragged open mouth kisses along her jaw and down her neck. “We need to go upstairs, honey, or I’m not gonna be able to stop myself from taking you right here.”
A tremble worked its way through her, which only turned me on more. Fuck, she was so responsive. I tangled my tongue with hers, seriously considering taking her against the wall. It wouldn’t be the first time, but for some reason, something stopped me. I wasn’t looking to get caught, not with her. She’d run, and I wasn’t willing to let that happen.
Pulling away, I tugged her hands lightly. “Upstairs, honey.”
She followed me easily enough until we reached the front door. Then she hesitated, nibbling on her bottom lip.
“What is it, honey?”
“If we go inside, everyone will see us and know what we’re doing…”
True. And there would probably be more than a few hecklers. It was just how things worked around here. I could see how that’d embarrass her, though. Spinning around, I eyed her truck before nudging her toward it.
“Your place then.”
* * *
I forgot she lived in the city. The drive was longer than I planned and by the time we pulled up in front of her building, my leg was jiggling restlessly. She looked nervous, chewing on her bottom lip, and when I turned her face with a knuckle under her chin, she blushed.
“I, um… I’ve never had a guy here before. Except Tyson, but he doesn’t count. He only comes over when I’m having rough days. No one like you…”
A smirk pulled at my lips. “You’re stroking my ego, honey. Are you gonna invite me in?”
She rolled her eyes, a little of the nerves slipping away. I loved that me pushing her buttons relaxed her. She didn’t get all bent out of shape about it. She just shook her head and pushed her door open, giving me an exasperated look when I didn’t automatically follow. I grinned at her, leaning back in my seat until she finally asked, “Do you wanna come upstairs?”
“I thought you’d never ask.”
She scoffed, slamming her door shut. I laughed as I slipped out of the truck and came around to join her. When I tossed my arm over her shoulder, she elbowed me but didn't push me away.
Her apartment was on the third floor, closer to the back, which would have been a good thing, but the building itself was shit, with zero security to speak of outside of a lock and chain on her door. I was suddenly really glad I came. This place was a disaster and with Hammer fucking about, red flags popped up with how unsecure her building was. Putting a prospect out front wouldn’t have been enough.
I locked the door behind us, snagging her hips as she moved away to turn on some lights. She giggled when I nipped at her neck, but she didn’t run. She melted against me, seeming like she was more at ease here.
“Did you want something to drink? I’ve got water or sweet tea or–”
Her breath caught in her throat when I dragged my hands up her body, cupping her tits. “I want something, honey, but it’s not tea.” When she shivered, I tugged on her earlobe with my teeth. “How about you show me your bedroom instead?”
She waved a hand, gesturing to the right without actually moving away from me. A smug grin pulled at my lips, and I walked her forward, my focus more on drawing those little noises from her instead of where we were going. When she stopped only a few feet away, I finally paused long enough to look around. There wasn’t much light aside from the one above the stove in the kitchen, but it was enough to give me the basics. She had a studio, everything in one big space aside from the bathroom. She didn’t have a ton in the way of decor. Most of the space was bare except for her bed tucked in one corner, separated from the room by a mostly empty bookshelf and a little living space. The couch was barely a two-seater and looked worn, the coffee table had a few magazines tucked under one leg to keep it balanced, and her TV was tiny. I was hit with a feeling I’d never had before, the urge to take care of her overwhelming.
“Honey…”
She must’ve heard the concern in my voice because she stiffened, pulling away from me. Embarrassment overtook her, and she winced, wrapping her arms around her middle.
“It’s… It’s not much. After my family kicked me out, I lived on the streets for a while. Then Tyson took me in and I slept on his couch for a bit. I finally earned enough money to get this place, but between paying for rent and trade school, I couldn’t really waste money on things like decorating.”
I didn’t want her to think I was judging her, so I stepped closer, running my fingers through her hair. “So when I called you a badass earlier, I hit the nail on the head, didn’t I?”
My comment brought her smile back, and she rolled her eyes. I wasn’t done talking to her about this, no way was I going to let her stay in this shithole, but there were more important things to focus on right now. She didn’t pull away when I dipped my head to kiss her again. I tangled my tongue with hers, walking her backwards until the backs of her knees hit the bed. Nudging her onto the bed, I followed her without breaking away from the kiss. Her lips were perfect, and I couldn’t wait to feel them wrapped around my dick.
The room was quiet outside of our heavy breathing. I wanted to fill it with her noises so I set to work stripping her clothes off, trailing my tongue along every inch of exposed skin. She squirmed, little whimpers escaping her, but it wasn’t until I drew her nipple into my mouth that she finally gave me what I was looking for. She moaned, her fingers tentatively sliding into my hair. I flicked my tongue over the tightening bud, reveling in her noises.
When I shifted lower, she pressed her thighs together to stop me. I lifted my head, raising an eyebrow at her, and she blushed hard.
“You don’t have to–”
A wicked grin spread across my face. “Yes, the fuck, I do. If I don’t taste you soon, I’m gonna lose my fuckin’ mind.”
