Page 69 of Undeniably Enemies

I smile as I trail down and suck on her tits over the lace of her bra. “Let’s see, shall we?” I pick her up and walk her back toward her bedroom as I bite down on her nipple. She squirms in my arms, but I hold her tight, unwilling to let her go. Just the thought of it pinches in my chest, but I push that aside and set her down on her bed.

Her room is pretty, much like the rest of her place, and it smells like her to the point where I can’t help but take a deep inhale and feel it rattle around in my chest. Immediately, I push her back and climb on top of her, letting my weight settle on her, only it’s not quite right for either of us. Her hands hit the hem of my running shirt just as mine grip the back collar. I yank it over my head, and her hands slide up my abs, making my muscles contract.

A smirk hits her lips. “Ticklish?”

I’m not. Not even a little. It’s her touch that’s doing this to me, but because she’s Wren and I’m me, I push her back down and capture her wrists in my hand. She fights that, as she did last night, and I nibble on her lip and grind against her.

I don’t keep her pinned long. I have too many things I need my hands for, and I work my way down her body, kissing and licking and sucking as I go. “Where do you keep your toys?”

“Up your ass.”

I throw her a warning look that makes her giggle andquickly has me smiling. “The only one getting something up their ass today, sweetheart, is you.”

“Aw, too bad. I bet you’d like getting pegged.”

I shrug. I’ve honestly never thought about it. “Where?”

I reach behind her back and unclasp her bra, kissing the valley between her breasts as I remove it.

“The nightstand closest to my bathroom.”

I glance up and over and realize it’s our bathrooms that are connected by a wall, not our bedrooms directly, which is a relief. Then I think of something.

“Do you ever bring them in your shower?”

“Huh?” Her head pops up, and she follows my sightline, quickly understanding what I’m getting at. “Yes. Sometimes.”

My dick surges with blood at the thought of hearing her in there like that. I can’t have her again after today, but I might be able to still have a small piece of her here and there. I return to the soft skin of her belly, trickling slower and lower until I reach her yoga pants. They slide off with ease, and I use my teeth to scrape her nothing of a thong off until I have my beautiful girl perfectly naked before me.

And fuck. Fuck!

How is this going to be the last time I can have this?

I’ve opened Pandora’s box, and I never want to close it again, but like with all stunning dangers, I have no choice but to retreat and keep my distance. Leaving her like this, I head for her nightstand, and when I open it, I shoot her a look. She blushes lightly and skirts my eyes, but she told me where they were, and she didn’t stop me from coming for them.

“You naughty little slut, Wren Fritz.”

She shrugs. “Isn’t that what you once said to me? That I was a slut.”

I freeze, and my lips dip into a frown. “Wren, that’s not?—”

She waves me away. “Whatever. I didn’t mean to start something.”

I take out a few items and set them on the bed before I return to her. I should let it drop. I should because we do much better in a place of antagonism, but I can’t let that go. I fucking can’t. I crawl over her and hover my face above hers, holding her cheek so she can’t escape me.

“I was a bastard,” I tell her. “I was a jealous, drunk, mean bastard, and I’m so sorry I said that ugly word to you. I love that you have these toys and that you have no qualms about giving yourself pleasure. I think it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, and it makes you the sexiest woman I’ve ever known.”

“Don’t be nice to me, Jack,” she says in a quiet voice. “I can handle almost anything else but that.”

Wow. I don’t even know where to go with that.

Maybe she’s right. Being nice and asking for forgiveness and admitting to things I shouldn’t won’t get either of us anywhere.

I pick up the butt plug I admired in the hall the other day, and without asking—because I’m done being nice—I shove it in her mouth for her to get wet because I plan to suck on her pussy and then fuck her while this is in her ass. But first things first.

My fingers tickle along the insides of her thighs, playing with her skin, up and down, as I watch her suck on the plug. She makes a humming noise, her skin warm and sensitive as her hips drive up, searching for my hand, seeking my fingers exactly where she wants them.

Just as I run my finger up over her pussy without plunging in or giving her pressure on her clit, I cover the pink jeweled end of the plug with my mouth and kiss her around it. Her eyes widen in surprise, and I sink my teeth into the metal and pull it free from her mouth. It loosens with a wet pop, and I use her moment of stunned silence to pick her up and put her over my knee.

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