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I mean, Slash wasn’t exactly a big talker. But he’d just had his dick inside me. He could saysomething.
“It’s fucking hot,” he decided as I moved from my eyes to my lipstick that must have mostly gotten smudged from sucking him off. That shit was supposed to be life-proof. I felt a review coming in my future.
Color is great. But if you want to suck a cock and still look pretty, this ain’t the lipstick for you.
I said nothing because, quite frankly, I agreed with him. It was hot. And as I got all the lip tint off, I could see little bruises from his teeth on my lower lip. A part of me thrilled at the idea of having that little secret with me for the next few days, carefully concealed beneath some heavily-tinted lipstick, but there.
“Fine. It kind of is,” I admitted, looking up at him. “But we can’t do it again.”
“Give me one good reason. ‘Cause I know you enjoyed the fuck out of yourself.”
Damn him, I had.
And I wanted more.
I just… couldn’t.
“Alright. How about a compromise?” I suggested.
“Compromise?” he asked, tone and face dubious.
“We can do this. But we can only do this when we aren’t in Shady Valley,” I told him.
“The fuck kind of plan is that? What? You don’t want dick when you’re home?” he asked.
I did.
Especially his.
But it was… complicated.
And I damn sure wasn’t getting into it with someone who was going to be a fuck-buddy.
“That’s the deal I am offering. Take it or leave it.”
I sounded so blasé.
But, God, my insides were shaking at the idea of him turning me down when I wanted more.
His gaze held mine in the mirror, likely trying to find a crack around the edges that he could use to peel back and break my resolve.
But he didn’t know who he was up against. Not really. There were no cracks. Not that anyone could see, anyway.
“Fine,” he said in a tone that suggested he wasn’t happy about it.
“Don’t look so annoyed,” I said, shaking my head. “You go out of town all the time,” I reminded him. “And I make a lot of these trips out to see my aunt these days. Give me your phone,” I demanded, then waited for him to get it, unlock it, and put it in my hand.
“Axel?” he asked as he looked at the contact I’d added in.
“As in Rose,” I told him. “You know… from Guns ’N Roses?” I added to his perplexed look. “Axel… and Slash,” I added, watching as his eyes warmed a bit at the idea that my mind didn’t immediately go to his name being about his scars.
“So what are you putting me in as then?” he asked.
“Rose,” I told him. “It’s better than Bar Guy From Vegas,” I added, shrugging it off.
“Guess so,” he agreed, and I sensed a guard going down, a wall being built between us.
I should have been happy.
