I swallow in embarrassment. Yeah, I’ve overstepped bigtime.
“Well—”
“Well nothing,” he spits, storming over to me and looming down into my face. “You were wide awake.”
“And you just helped yourself to my bed.”
“Technically”…he grabs my wrist…“it’s my bed, and married people tend to share them.”
I tug at my arm. “Let go of me.”
“No. Not until you admit that you came like a greedy little slut all over my cock last night. Several times.”
I look down, my face throbbing.
“Well?”
I shrug.
“I’m waiting.”
“Fine,” I mutter, blushing fiercely. “Fine. It was…good.”
“That’s not what I asked.”
“Okay, I?—”
“You will look at me when you’re talking to me, princess.”
I fume, my teeth grinding as I drag my gaze up to his. The minute I lock eyes with his gorgeous black ones, all the fiery sass in me snuffs out.
“Fine, okay,” I mumble.
“Fine, okay what.”
Oh my God, he’s going to make me say it to his face.
Asshole.
I draw in a breath, squaring my shoulders. “Fine, okay,” I breathe. “I came, okay?”
“Like?”
Kenzo just smiles, raising a brow.
“Any time, princess.”
“Like…like a…”
“Starts with a G, rhymes with needy little slut…”
I shoot him a withering glare.
“I came,” I mutter darkly. “Like a greedy little slut.”
His brow cocks expectantly, and I sigh.
“Several times.”