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When he praised me with that endearment, I wanted to climb up his body and lick him. I was insane. Sex with this man had flipped some switch in me. I needed to find it and flip it back.
“Now, you’re gonna go back in that room, give them their beers, and bring your ass over and sit in my lap.”
“Are we playing pretend for them now?” I asked, shocking myself with my sass.
He grabbed my chin and leveled me with his gaze. “Don’t get smart with me. You don’t want to fuck with my territorial side.”
My bravado was now gone. I nodded.
That damn smirk was back, and then he turned and left me in the kitchen. I gripped the side of the island and took several deep breaths. I was wet and terrified at the same time. I didn’t know if I wanted him to fuck me or if I wanted to run away from him.
Picking up the beers, I walked back into the living room and took each of them a beer. Gage was watching me when I walked back over and didn’t sit in the seat beside him. I made my way over to Huck, who put his cigar back between his lips, then held out his hand for me. I took it as I eased down onto his lap.
Leaning back against his chest, I didn’t look at the other two men in the room. I watched the television. Yes, I was being obedient. Huck had told me what to do, and I had done it. This kind of behavior should annoy me. Any sane woman who had self-respect would have told him no.
I was so damn needy to belong. His ordering me around aroused me. I wanted to make him happy. I liked it when he called me a good girl, and that right there was screwed up. When he moved his hand to my thigh, I held my breath. I had on shorts tonight, and I wished it were a dress.
Huck took the cigar from between his lips, and I felt his warm breath near my ear. I could smell the whiskey on his breath.
“Open,” he said in my ear.
I glanced over to see the other two watching the television, then moved my right leg over to drape over his leg. His hand slid inside the leg of my shorts. The moment his fingers touched the soaked silk of my panties, he stopped.
“Go put on my shirt and nothing else,” he ordered me in a low whisper.
I was not going to argue. Standing, I headed for the stairs, then stopped and quickly changed the laundry over before hurrying upstairs to change into the T-shirt he had given me to use my first night here. Taking off my panties and bra before slipping it on, I made my way back down to the living room. Huck’s eyes locked on me when I entered, and the other two men didn’t seem to notice me. When I reached Huck, I realized he had a blanket beside him.
He grabbed my waist and pulled me down onto his lap, then covered me up. Once the blanket was over me, he pulled the shirt up to my waist. Knowing he didn’t want them to see me like this made my anger at him from earlier fade a little more. I didn’t understand him, but I liked that he wasn’t willing to share me. At least if he were willing, he wouldn’t care that I had on no panties and they could see me if they tried.
Huck pulled my right leg over his leg and left me open. I leaned back and closed my eyes as he moved up the inside of my thigh. His fingertips barely brushing my skin. I bit down on my bottom lip to keep from making a noise when his fingers touched me. I realized that I was tender, and I jerked when his callous fingertip rubbed the entrance.
“Easy,” he said low against my ear.
I barely nodded and opened my eyes to stare at the television. I couldn’t focus on anything as I stared at the people running back and forth on the screen. Huck began to gently circle my clit, and I shivered, pressing against him.
I could feel the hard rigidness of his erection on my butt.
“You’re so fucking wet that it’s dripping down my fingers.” His dirty words being said in a whisper against my ear only made it worse. “You’re sore though,” he added. “Right here.”
Then, he slid a finger inside me, and I grabbed his arm with my hand. A low rumble of laughter in his chest vibrated against my back.
“I’ll be gentle. Lie back and let me play,” he told me.
Again, I did as I had been told. If he called me his good girl right now, I might orgasm. Although they couldn’t see anything, I felt naughty, having Huck touch me like this with them in the same room. My hands fisted at my sides as Huck gently tortured me with his fingers while he smoked his cigar and watched the basketball game.
“Heat has got this one,” Levi said, but I didn’t look at him. I kept my eyes on the television.
“When this is over, I want to see what they’re saying about tomorrow night’s fight,” Gage told him.
My breathing hitched, and I tried to calm down. I could not orgasm in this room. For starters, every orgasm Huck had given me, I had done that squirting thing, and second, I was loud. While this felt incredible and I didn’t want him to stop, I was worried I wouldn’t be able to control my orgasm.
Huck kept smoking, like watching television with his fingers buried in a woman’s vagina was normal. If it wasn’t for the heavy breathing I could hear in my ear, I would think he wasn’t affected by this at all. A jolt of pleasure hit me, and I turned my head away from the others and closed my eyes tightly.
“Lift your ass,” Huck whispered.
I did, and I felt him unzip his pants and jerk them down before he took my waist and pushed me back down. His erection was no longer inside his pants, but between my open folds. He had maneuvered that too smoothly. As if he was a pro. I didn’t want to think about it. How many women he’d done this with. That was a bit of cold water in the face to calm me down.
Until he began to stroke himself between my legs. Making it rub against my clit and slide easily up and down with the lubrication of my arousal. I gasped when I felt the metal bar of his piercing hit my clit. Thankfully, the team Levi was rooting for did something good because he cheered and it drowned out my noise.
