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He moves quickly, untying me from the shirt. I try to sit up, but Grizz only has to use his weight to stop me. He’s stretched over my body, his weight pinning me to the soft mattress. His erection is pressed up against my belly, and he makes a pained sound in the back of his throat.
“Lie very still.” Something about the command has me pausing to obey. He doesn’t sound like himself. He sounds like an animal that’s been starved for too long. Is it possible that he wants me too? That he’s just as horny and lonely as me?
After a moment to collect himself, Grizz reattaches me to the bed frame with the restraints. He nods at his work.
“I want to go home. Please,” I add the word quietly. With my arms above my head like this, my dress is pulled high on my thighs. It’s barely covering my pink panties. If I parted my thighs even a little bit, my brother’s best friend would know my pussy is wet for him.
Indecision flickers across Grizz’s face, but he shakes his head. He disentangles himself from the bed and stands. “Not when you’ve been drinking.”
“You could take me home,” I point out. I’m not going to argue the drinking point. I smell like I’ve marinated in a vat of alcohol. There’s no way I can convince him that I’m sober right now, especially not with the way I acted earlier.
He sends me a look like I’m insane. “Yeah, I’m going to deliver your drunk ass home to your brothers with you smelling like a brewery and hand them a bag of sex toys. Sorry, sweetheart. You’re stuck with me tonight.”
He reaches for the bag again and dumps out the contents on the bed, pausing to finger the blindfold. It’s a delicate, lacy black one. I’ve always wanted to be touched while wearing it, to have Grizz playing with my body while denying me sight.
He frowns at the small piece of fabric like it offends him. That muscle clenches in his jaw again, just like it did when I first showed up on his front porch.
I let out a small breath, suddenly exhausted. All I want to do is go home and pretend this night never happened. “You could drop me off near my house.”
“Also not happening.” He reaches for a leather paddle. It’s bright purple with three hearts carved into it. He brings the toy down on his open palm, unaware that the sight of him holding it makes more moisture gush from my body. “How many times have you been with that stupid motherfucker?”
“Who?” I frown. That’s the second time he’s called someone a stupid motherfucker.
“Duke,” he barely grinds out the name to me.
My cheeks flame. Sure, I’ll show up here and pretend I was looking for Duke. But I’m not about to implicate him in some fake relationship. That’s taking things a little too far. “I’m not talking about this with you.”
He nods and moves to the headboard again. He fiddles with the wrist restraints and for a second, I think he’s going to let me go. Hope and disappointment war in my chest. I don’t know what I want at this point.
“That should be comfortable enough for you to manage some sleep,” he answers.
He gathers up all the toys again and shoves them back into my bag. “For the record, any man that’s worthy of you should be too busy worshipping you with his hands and tongue and cock to even be thinking about toys.”
5
GRIZZ
I don’t know what game she’s playing at. I was in my bedroom, on my way to the shower when I heard a car in my driveway. I grabbed the binoculars I keep for bird-watching and glanced out my window.
The sight that greeted me stole my breath away. Ginger was getting out of her too-small car in her too-small dress and trying to tug it down. She bent over to retrieve something from the car and I damn near came right there on the spot. All I could think about was bending her over and ramming deep into that soft, wet pussy.
Given that I’ve spent the last three days watching every one of her podcast episodes and rubbing my cock down to a nub, that’s saying something. It’s fuckin’ torture to see her in her little low-cut shirts, talking to women about how to improve their solo sex lives. If I had my way, she wouldn’t be solo anymore. That’s what I was thinking when I saw her get out of her car.
The beer startled me. Ginger only took a swig and looked like she wanted to spit it out right there. She gathered her bag and started up the driveway. She didn’t remember to sway until she was closer to the cabin.
