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“Yeah, she seemed to sober up a little bit on the ride over though. She walked to the bus on her own, but I bet she’ll sleep it off the whole way to Denver.” He seemingly decides that his salvation depends on following Leslee’s lead.

Sliding my hand down Leslee’s back, she tenses up when I feel something the shape of a small flashlight in her back pocket. Without thinking, I pull it out and keep it in the palm of my hand.

“Careful,” she whispers.

I lean down to kiss her temple then inconspicuously look down to see what it is that I’m holding. The minute I realize it’s a taser, my eyes shoot back over to Royce as his laughter and words replay in my mind.

Maybe it’s the pain meds I’m on, but he seems to read my face like an open book. At least, I think that’s what his wink and shit-eating grin is meant to convey.

*

“Baby?” I call out when she doesn’t turn away from the window. “Was everything alright with your appointment?”

“Yeah, sorry,” she says, throwing a grin over her shoulder and holding her hand over to me. “I mean the gyno was more invasive than I expected, but necessary.”

“Um, it was a woman, right?” I ask and see the flash of mischief in her eyes as I lean in to kiss her—it makes me change my aim from her forehead to her lips, so she won’t give me any shit.

“I’ll start the pill on Sunday,” she says when our lips part. “I also got a name of an architect from Amy.”

“You still want to start with her on Monday?” I check with her. Last night I went over my financial information with her and ordered her both debit and credit cards from my bank. I’m in good enough shape that she can continue to just work with her dad if she wants to, or even go to school full-time without working. I don’t want her to think she’s giving anything up by being with me.

“Yes, I’m actually really excited about it,” she reassures me, tracing the hard lines of my face as she studies me. “How about you? Have Jasper and Flint laid out their nefarious plans for your future?”

“Not yet, but they’re sending me on a run with Heat next week—which I take to mean that they want us to spend more time together.”

“Just as long as he understands that you’re taken,” Leslee teases me, sitting up to straddle my lap.

She sighs when I pull on the string that holds together the front of the deep V-neck shirt she’s wearing, until there’s enough of a gap for me to lower her bra and pop her tits out.

With the lightest swipe of my thumbs over her nipples, they have hardened into pebbles that I roll between my fingers before licking and sucking them in turn.

“I can promise you, I’m not his type,” I say, enjoying the slightly dazed look in her eyes as she tries to make sense of my words.

Taking a look around, I realize that the condoms are in the nightstand on the far end of the bed from me, which wouldn’t be a huge problem except how fucking lazy I am right now.

Placing Leslee down beside me, I ignore all the parts of me that still ache as I kneel on the floor next to the loveseat and slide her shorts down.

“Let me see you play with those titties,” I whisper before I give her a chaste kiss on top of her neatly shaved pussy.

She spreads her legs for me, impossibly bending one knee to place her foot on the edge of the loveseat to give me the best possible angle. I love how she watches me, her eyes barely open, but smoldering none-the-less.

It’s not long before Leslee starts to work her hips, almost making a sobbing sound when my tongue teases her clit, so I give her the hard licks I know she loves, just before I start sucking on her little button.

Bringing her to her first orgasm isn’t enough for me though, so I slide a finger inside of her pussy, curling it up against her G-spot. Thrusting them in repeatedly, hard and fast, I’m determined to wring a second release as she’s riding the wave of the first one.

“Please! Harder, please.” She sits up, tugging at my hair as she begs for what she needs.

“I love seeing you this way,” I tell her when I feel her body soften. “You’re never getting rid of me, baby.”

“So that’s the way it’s gonna be, huh?” she asks with a coy little grin, perfectly highlighting her satisfaction.

“That’s the way it is,” I confirm, like I haven’t fallen completely into her trap.

Chapter 16

Gunner

Jasper shoots his arm out, stopping me from crossing the crowded room to reach down and rip Hyde’s tongue out of his throat.

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