Page 34 of The Confidant

“You could always sleep here,” I offer with a sly smirk and a shift of my hips.

“We both know how that would end,” he huffs. I’m surprised he’s not pissed off that I won’t let go. He looks pleased at my clinging to him like a barnacle.

“Happily,” I nod solemnly. “But we can’t have that, can we? We have to mind our manners.”

“You have no idea how tempted I am, siren,” he mutters raggedly, dropping his forehead to mine. My eyes cross for a second before they close.

“Not enough to suit me,” I taunt softly.

“More than enough,” he retorts. “But this is more than sex, and I want that tattooed on you.”

“I have space on my butt for it,” I grin.

“I’m not joking, Addie,” he starts sounding angry.

“Hush, yappy dog,” I soothe him the only way I know how. “I’ll pretend to wait however long you want. Expect a lot of whining, though. And brace yourself for my awesome seduction techniques.”

“I’ll look forward to it,” he kisses me quickly and untangles himself as if he needs to get away from me before he gives in.

I admire him as he readjusts himself with a wince. He sees it and narrows his eyes at me.

“It’s a real shame you have to walk back like that,cher,” I mock, staring at the erection straining his pants. “I could help you out, but it wouldn’t be polite.”

His eyes narrow more, even though he starts smiling. He looks at the floor by my side and leans down to pick up a plush.

“I’m taking this one.”

I sit up in surprise, my taunting deserting me while I take in the hostage situation unfolding in front of me.

“Why would you do that?” I’m confused about the logic here.

“One, it was all over you while you slept. If I leave it, I’ll get jealous. Two, I’m going to let it roam all over my place so thatyouwill get jealous. It could be you chewing through my walls in the future. Think about it.”

“I’m already jealous you grabbed it instead of me,” I assure him with a laugh. He thinks I’ve been outplayed.

I offer him my hand with a pitiful pout. “Help me up, at least?”

He immediately reaches down and helps me. He tries to keep it casual, but I step into his body, rubbing against him as much as I can. I focus on pressing my breasts hard on his chest and shifting my hips along his, torturing myself with the feel of him. When I pass, I let my hand linger over his erection and rub up and down his length before drawing away.

“Oops,” I say innocently.

His eyes are burning with intensity while his jaw clenches.

“Three, I need cover to get back to my car, and Racer is now my assistant,” he says through clenched teeth.

I burst into laughter as he moves the plush in front of his straining erection.

“Racer?”

“It moves at super speed in relationships,” he cocks a brow at me.

“Maybe it wants the other party to know that it’s all in, without the depressing manners,” I taunt back. It comes out too serious, making his eyes widen in surprise.

To make up for the sudden shift in tone, I move to the door and open it for him. He chose his bed. He can lie in it for the night and stew just like I have to.

“Look at that. I found my manners. Until next time,cher,” I grin.

He’s slow to leave and presses a chaste kiss to my lips. I lean out to watch him go and whistle.

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