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“You don’t know him, do you?” Cage shakes his head and looks back down at his phone as I huff out a breath. “Then what’s the problem?”
“I don’t have a problem. I know when I don’t like someone, and I didn’t like his ass,” Cage tells me without looking up from his phone. I stand from my seat, about to clean up the room, when he grabs me and pulls me into his lap. His lips land on my neck, licking and sucking until I’m a panting mess.
“We can’t do this here,” I tell him. He doesn’t listen. Of course, he doesn’t. His hand slides into the waistband of my shorts and slips inside my panties. I let my head fall against his shoulder as his fingers find my wetness. He slides a finger inside me and groans before pulling it free and rubbing my clit.
“Why are you so wet? Is it from touchin’ that man?” he asks, his tone gruff.
“No.”
“I think you’re lyin’ to me. I think touchin’ him got you wet, Yenni. Is that what this is? All for him?” He doesn’t sound angry, and I don’t understand why he’s even talking like this, but his fingers feel too good touching me for me to form a sentence.
Cage keeps circling my clit until my legs begin to shake. I’m so fucking close I can taste it, but then he does something that shocks me. He pulls his hand out of my pants and shoves me to my feet before standing.
“What the hell, Cage?” I snap as I spin around to face him. He has his fingers in his mouth, licking them clean.
“You think I’d let you come after some other man made you wet?”
“I wasn’t wet for him,” I protest.
“Didn’t feel that way to me,” he argues, eyes burning through me. He can’t possibly believe what’s coming out of his mouth right now. Yet the more I look at him, the more I see that he does.
“It’s always you, Cage.” He nods and leans down, kissing my head before walking toward the door. “You’re leaving? Just like that?” I ask in a huff.
“Just like that, baby.”
“You don’t actually believe the words coming out of your mouth, do you?” He turns to look at me over his shoulder, and right there in his eyes, I can see it. He does believe it.
“I felt your pussy just now. It was needy.”
“Not for him, Cage.”
“Then who?”
“You. It’s always you.” He spins around to face me fully before stepping back into my space. He’s so damn close I can smell his cologne and nearly taste him on my tongue.
He lifts his hand, running it down my cheek before wrapping his fingers around my throat.
“I let you get away with a lot of shit, Yenni. I let you have your fun and play your games, but one thing I won’t let you do is get wet for other men. You’re mine,” he growls into my face. I swallow hard as I look him in the eye. I’ve seen this side of him before. He almost seems jealous, but Cage doesn’t get jealous.
“Cage, come on,” I whine. He smirks an evil dark smirk at me.
“I’ll fuck you when I want to. Not when you’re beggin’ me. And if I were you, I would tone down the dancin’ tonight. I’m not in the mood to see you whore yourself around the clubhouse.” With that, he releases me and turns to walk out of the room. My heart sinks in my chest. I’ve only seen him angry one other time, and that’s when I was first coming around the clubhouse. That’s the day he made sure to tell me what was off-limits for me.
I don’t know what’s gotten into him today, but I don’t like it.
I set about cleaning up the room when Marsha, my front desk worker, comes in.
“Is everything okay?” she asks.
“Yeah, why?”
“Cage looked pissed when he left,” she says as she moves to help pick up trash.
“He was pissed. I’m not sure why though,” I tell her. I can’t tell her what he said because it will sound ridiculous. I don’t get turned on by running ink on someone.
“I’ve never seen him look like that,” she adds.
“It was pretty weird in here too. Did you set John up with a new appointment?” I ask, changing the subject.
