She turns her back to me and doesn’t say a word about the little show she just put on that has me as hard as nails.
Unwilling to let her fall asleep without her knowing how she affects me, I roll over and spoon her, ensuring my dick is nestled right against her ass.
“King,” she moans as I wrap my arm around her waist, giving her little chance of escape.
“I’ve got you, baby.”
She wiggles her ass, tempting me, teasing me, and I press my lips to her shoulder.
“Trouble,” I muse.
“I’m not doing anything,” she whispers. “It’s your dick that’s poking me in the ass.”
I laugh, unable to deny the facts as I pepper kisses toward her neck.
“So, you’re totally unaffected by this?”
“Yep. My body has no interest in yours, Kingston.”
“Liar.”
Silence fills the room; the only thing that can be heard is our increased breathing.
“Prove it.”
25
TATUM
My dare hangs heavy in the air as I wait for how he’s going to respond.
My heart thumps in my chest, but it’s got nothing on the pounding in my clit.
I want to stay it started at the same time he decided to give me a foot massage, but I’d be lying.
It started way, way before that.
It’s wrong. My body shouldn’t be as in tune with his as it is.
I should be turned off by him.
I am turned off by him…but also…
As gently as I can, I grind my ass back again.
A filthy groan rumbles deep in his throat and his fingers twitch against my stomach, threatening, teasing.
I know what he’s capable of. There isn’t a female out there who hasn’t happily shared her pleasurable experiences with this man as wide as she can in the hope of fame and fortune.
Unlucky for them, they never got a callback.
And lucky for me…I’m here, hoping to reap the benefits of all his practice.
I should be disgusted by his manwhore ways. I always chastised Miles for the way he treated women, and Kingston hasn’t been any better.
But right now, I don't care about the past, about who we’ve been with before or how many of them there were.
It’s about us.