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“Oh, but they can, my dear. As good as I am, I may have gotten a bit too big for my britches.”
“Jesus, Drew. We’re a long way from Texas. You can’t say stuff like that here in the city.”
“I’ll say whatever I want, wherever I want.”
I let out a scream of frustration, the one that I’d wanted to let go since we set foot in this apartment. He just laughed.
“Since I’ve been kind enough to give you a place to stay, we need clean towels.”
That was it, the last straw. My hopes for a long shower and fluffy, fresh towels were dashed, driving me to madness. “I hope they send you to prison,” I seethed, and his expression turned lethal.
“If they do, I’ll find a way to take you with me,” he hissed.
“Try it,” I warned, baring my teeth when he was so close I could feel his hot breath.
“Get naked.Now.” I shivered even as I laughed at him. “I wasn’t joking.”
“What’s funny is that you think, because you fucked me once, you can do it again at will.” I put my hands on his stomach, not-so-gently shoving.
“No, sugar. What’sfunnyis that you think that attitude is good enough to mask just how much you want me. Swipe your finger across your cunt. You don’t even have to dip inside. If it comes out dry, I’ll leave you to the laundry and the sofa.”
Fucker.
“You want me to do it for you, don’t you?” he asked huskily against my ear. My traitorous sex clenched as if he’d touched it with his fingers instead of his words.
“Get away from me.”
“You promised you wouldn’t lie to me.”
Screw him for turning on the seduction. Any other woman, and he’d have her panties off by now. That thought pissed me off. “Do your own damn laundry.”
“It’s ours now, sugar.” He went for the button of my jeans. I swatted at him, but he was undeterred. “I hope you saved some of that money you hustled because you need something else to wear.”
“Oh my God, I’m telling your mother.” He grinned even when I grabbed his wrists to stop him. “I’m dirty, and I’m too tired to put up with your shit,” I declared even as my body revolted, ready for him.
“Suit yourself.”
Immediately, his body heat was gone, and I missed it.
With one hand, he took himself out of his jeans, and Christ almighty, the close-up view was intimidating. I’d seen my fair share of cocks, most of them disappointingly small, but Drew’s was right up there as one of the most beautiful. He had length and width, and a thick vein on the underside that pulsed as it pointed at me. It taunted me too.
Drew took his shaft in hand and worked his grip up and down it tantalizingly slow. I was riveted to the motion, as if I’d never seen anything like it. It was hot, to the point where my thighs rubbed together in attempt to get some relief. My traitorous lips parted, eager to take him in my mouth.
But he backed away and sat on the bed, stroking himself. I didn’t move as he brought himself closer to orgasm.
His arm muscles flexed as he worked his cock, his eyes locked on mine. My palms itched to have him in their grasp. My mouth watered for a taste. I ached to feel him inside again.
He saw all of it, and damn him, if I hadn’t earned the right to touch him, I’d touch what belonged to me. I lifted my sweater so it was just below my breasts. I slid both hands over my stomach, pushing my jeans and underwear down and raising my hips. My fingers inched between my soaked slit, and I lolled my head to the side, deliberately looking at him as I eased my middle digit inside.
“Did I say you could touch yourself?” he rasped, jacking faster.
“I don’t give a damn what you say,” I breathed, collecting moisture and spreading it around my clit so my other hand could join the party.
“Two fingers. Put them in that cunt. Don’t waste my time teasing with just one,” he demanded, and I did exactly as he wished.
God, I felt good. I hadn’t realized the pressure that had been building for days since he’d last taken me. I needed relief.
“Faster. Work that clit. I want you to come for me in record time.” The muscles in his neck strained, and my stomach clenched.
