Page 69 of Sweet Everythings


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His palm came up to cradle my face.

I closed my eyes and parted my lips.

His other hand caged me in from the other side. Holding me firmly, he leaned in, his lips barely brushing mine.

“I’ll call,” he spoke gruffly against my mouth as I panted into his.

Then, tossing my vibrator on the bed, he walked out of my room.

I tapped my lip, squeezed my thighs together, and wondered if I could manage to wait until he got home.

“Hope?” he barked from the front door.

“Yes?”

His voice deepened. “Wait for me.” The door slammed behind him.

Suffer

Hope

Since when did I get off on bossy men?

I locked the front door behind him and paced my living room, the delicious swelling between my thighs urging me to finish what he refused to start.

I looked at the time on my cell phone. Realized I didn’t even know where he lived. There was no telling how long it would take him to get home.

When my cell buzzed to life in my hand, I found myself at my bedroom door, target locked.

I looked at the screen and laughed. “Hello?”

“Don’t you fuckin’ do it, Hope,” he growled.

I sat down on the edge of my bed. “I am not a patient woman, Ares.”

He chuckled darkly. “You don’t know me well enough to know how this type of behavior will go for you-”

“What? You mean when we’re not moving to the next level? Not committed? Not getting serious?”

I picked up my vibrator, flipping the switch to high and bringing it close to the phone.

“Hope! You’re going to force me to pull over on the side of the highway.”

I turned it off. “You’re on the highway? I’ll stop. Promise.”

I heard his breath blow out. “Someday you’ll pay for that.”

“How?” I laughed. “You going to withhold my orgasm? Make me abstain? You’re doing that now,” I teased.

“I never took you for a brat.” The rhythmic click of his turning signal accompanied his next words. “Have you always been?”

“A brat? I don’t think so…” I thought it through. “I don’t know…”

Was I a brat? I don’t think I was ever anything that interesting. The men I’d been with, and there were not that many, certainly didn’t bring anything like that out in me.

Kyle was by far my most generous lover. Sweet, romantic, attentive, thorough-

“Stop thinking about other men.”

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