Page 10 of Three Little Words

“I’m checking out a little early. Clean up my shit and you can go home, unless a client comes in.”

“Seriously? Clean up your own shit, dude. I’m not your maid.”

I shrugged. The little outburst didn’t faze me. It was all for show. “You’re the low man on the totem pole, buddy. See you tomorrow.”

I grabbed my keys and wallet and smiled at Bryn. “Let’s go.”

* * * * *

We crashed through the front door of my house. I was so distracted, I nearly left the keys in the lock.

She held tight to my shoulders, climbing me in an effort to kiss me again. I held her up, glad that I was strong enough to keep her where she wanted to be.

“Just so you know,” she breathed, biting my lower lip as she paused. “I like it rough.”

My cock was definitely hard, even if my lip ached.

“Do you?”

“Yes.”

And she kissed me again, teeth grazing over my lower lip.

I closed the door and fumbled to lock it, then dropped my keys on the floor. That was a problem for tomorrow. I lifted Bryn up.

Her legs locked around my waist. Her hips ground against mine, and she rubbed against me through our clothes.

I carried her down the hall to my bedroom.

We left the door open. Light from the hall streamed into my dark bedroom, just enough to see by. I put Bryn on her feet, then lifted her shirt.

My hand skimmed over her bandaged tattoo.

She moaned as I hit tender skin.

This was going to be wild.

I tossed her shirt to the floor. She still hadn’t put her bra back on, and her tits were exposed to me—small, but still gorgeous.

I leaned in and took one nipple in my mouth, twisting the other between my thumb and index finger.

“Jesus, Benny.” Her hands curled in my hair, hips rolling toward me.

I wanted her so bad.

I lowered my other hand, pulling her zipper down. She let go of my hair to help, undoing the button of her jeans and pushing them off her legs.

I didn’t hesitate. I slid my fingers between her thighs, pushing two of them inside her.

She moaned louder.

I wanted her to say my name like again; it was fucking hot.

She grabbed my hair again, pulling as I worked my fingers inside her. She leaned harder against me, her legs trembling already.

“God, I wanted you to fuck me since the second I saw you.” Her voice was desperate, raw.

I was going to give her everything she wanted.

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