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I lick my lips, unable to stop myself as the need to drop back to my knees to taste him, to figuratively bring this enigma of a man to his own fucking knees almost gets the better of me.
But then his words from earlier when I was in that exact position slam into me.“No. I don’t need anything from you. I got your secrets.”
It’s lies. His dick is the only part of his body telling the truth right now and it wants everything I have to offer. It’s just a shame I’m not willing to give it.
Suddenly, time starts again and I stumble back, as if he just said those words to me.
I pause at the door and look up, finding his dark eyes glaring daggers at me. It’s almost enough to hide the desire. But not quite.
“Go back to your husband, Alana.” He growls darkly.
I’m about to run when I remember why I’m here in the first place.
“No.”
“No?” he asks, his brows jumping impossibly high at my defiance.
“You heard me. No.”
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REID
Istare dumbfounded as she blatantly defies me.
Who the hell does she think she is?
The woman who makes your cock harder than any other and the one who’s standing in your bathroom like she owns it.
“I came in here to shower.”
Her hands land on her hips as she glances into the stall that’s got her girly shit in it.
I don’t even remember allowing that to happen, but it seems to be there all the same.
“Fine.” I huff, sounding like a petulant child as I push to my feet and reach for another towel to cover up. Not that I need to bother now. She’s seen it all. Every tempting, hard inch of me.
She wants it. I can see it in her eyes. She’s desperate to part those sexy full lips and suck my—
Lock it down, asshole.
Wrapping the towel around my waist, I stand tall before moving toward her. Most others would cower, but not Alana.
She knows the power she holds over me, and she’s not likely to forget it any time soon. Neither am I, but that’s another issue entirely and one I’m going to have to figure out how to deal with.
Somehow, the sanctuary I used to share with my best friend is turning into a goddamn hotel.
They’re going to help you…
And now not only do I have a woman who oozes sex appeal fucking JD any chance they get, but I’ve got her cunt of a fucking husband here too. I guess the only good thing about that is that he’s getting about as much action as I am.
Fuck me, I’m trying to find common ground with Maverick Murray.
Alana stands in the middle of the bathroom with her hands on her hips, glaring at me.
“Can’t say I’m surprised,” I murmur as I get closer. Her eyes shutter as she prepares for the pain I’m about to inflict in return. “If I’d just learned my wife had been up to the kind of shit you have, I wouldn’t want you either.”
Holding her head high, she refuses to take the bait.
