Page 9 of Straight Fire


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After Talia had sucked my dick at the party, Shiloh had kept her distance. She’d stayed close to Jackson’s side, but whenever she got too far from him, he’d chase her around like a fucking puppy. I’d usually blame that shit on a magic pussy, but I got it. Hell, if I could bang that cunt, I’d chase it around too.

Picking up my drink, I fought the urge to look over at her again. She hadn’t noticed me, and I needed to keep it that way. I didn’t have a Talia buffer today, and she wasn’t with Jackson. She was alone.

“Hello, Gage Presley.”

Her fucking addictive voice still reminded me of honey. Maybe honeyed bourbon.

I looked up as Shiloh slid into the seat across from me. Blue eyes danced with delight, as if she were fucking thrilled to find me here. That damn dimple, which I wanted to lick, flashed at me. If I didn’t get my food and go, I was fucked. A man was only so strong, and God had decided to create kryptonite in the form of Shiloh Ellis to destroy me.

“Aren’t you out past your bedtime?” I asked, trying to sound annoyed.

She raised her eyebrows and pursed her lips. The things I wanted to do to those lips.

“No, Daddy, I’m not,” she purred, and my cock was instantly hard as a motherfucking rock.

I chuckled. “I’m a man. That shit might work with the boys, but I’ve had my share of hot ass.” But not her level of hot ass.

I’d stung her again, but she barely let me see it. She held the smug smile in place well. The girl knew she looked like an angel. She owned mirrors.

“I’ve heard all about the hot ass you’ve had. Didn’t take much asking around to find out about you. Seems you’ve got a reputation. You and your friends are rather well known,” she said, then leaned against the table in my direction.

My eyes immediately dropped to her chest and the cleavage that was now clearly in view. Damn, those tits were incredible. I could see the suntan line from her bikini top.

Lifting my eyes back to hers, I didn’t try and hide the lust. “Stop asking about me. You’ve got a great body and a pretty face, but you’re just a little girl.”

She leaned even further. “Not all females want to fuck you, Gage Presley. That’s presumptuous, don’t you think? I have a boyfriend, and he takes care of my needs.”

My grip on the glass in my hand tightened. I did not want a fucking mental picture of Jackson taking care of her needs. I didn’t want to think about her needs. “Good. Now, go home. It’s getting late,” I told her.

She tilted her head to the side and smirked at me. “I heard you were bossy in bed too,” she said.

“Then, whoever you’re getting your information from doesn’t know me because that’s not accurate,” I drawled, leaning back in the booth and crossing my hands over my chest.

She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth. I knew she was doing that shit on purpose, but my dick did not care. It was throbbing.

“So, you’re not bossy and controlling in bed?”

I shook my head. “I’m controlling and demanding when I fuck,” I told her. “And I don’t fuck in bed.”

Her lips made a small O, only making my cock jerk in response.

I had to get away from her.

Sliding out of the booth, I stood up, then glanced down at her. “I’m five years older than you, Shiloh. Keep your distance next time.”

I headed for the door when I heard her slide out of the seat. I didn’t look back, but shoved the door open and walked out.

When I saw her again two days later, I had Gina, Blaise’s stepsister, on her knees with her lips around my dick. Blaise was outside at the pool with a few friends he had over. I hadn’t been in the mood for a party tonight, but then I hadn’t known Shiloh would be there.

“I thought you didn’t fuck on beds,” she said, giving me a challenging look.

Gina stopped and turned to look at her. “Is she joining us?”

Fuck. Didn’t need that mental image with Shiloh standing right there.

“No. She’s a kid,” I said, “who needs to go away.”

Shiloh gave Gina an annoyed look, and then her eyes lifted to meet mine. “You could do better,” she told me.

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