Page 64 of One Touch

“Oh! I thought of the perfect apartment for you. I’ll send you the details,” she said.

“Uh, thanks.” I slid on my jacket and turned to find myself on the receiving end of another Lathan glare. “You ready?”

He didn’t answer and headed out the door. Sighing, I followed him out and slid into the waiting car. The second my door was shut, it took off, and I relaxed into the backseat. The party had been fun but exhausting.

Lathan didn’t speak to me the whole drive, and his body language grew increasingly agitated the closer we approached his place.

“Are you going to tell me why you’re so upset?” I asked once we were in the elevator. “Is it Toby?”

He didn’t answer and stormed out of the elevator once it opened. Rolling my eyes, I followed behind him and prepared myself to sleep alone. I couldn’t deal with the whiplash tonight. I felt strung out from holding myself back from the man I’d fallen in love with.

Puck a duck. What the what.

I froze in the doorway as the realization hit me.

I was in love with Lathan Silver.

Holy moly.

There wasn’t any time to process it before my back was slammed into the door. The breath was knocked from my lungs as Lathan glared at me.

“You want to know why I’m angry,Bambi? Then let me tell you.” Lathan’s motions were jerky as he unbuckled my belt and shoved my pants as far down as possible. His hand wrapped around my cock, and he squeezed. Hard. “You claim I’m yours, yet you flirt with everyone else all night. Then I hear from someone else how you’re fucking moving out. So, yeah, I’m fucking angry.”

I blinked at his words. It was so far from the truth I was tempted to laugh, but even I knew that wouldn’t be helpful right now.

If I were the betting kind of man, I’d put a lot of money on the fact that Lathan was feeling out of control and experiencing new emotions he had no clue how to handle. So if he needed to feel in control, I could give him that—the emotions he’d have to figure out himself.

“I am yours.”

“Doesn’t seem so.”

“Then make me yours. Show me how good you’ll feel insideme,” I taunted.

Lathan’s jaw ticked for one second before he launched into action. I was spun around until my front was pressed into the door. His hot breath ghosted over my neck and he rubbed his hard cock between my cheeks.

“I don’t know how to be gentle. Not right now.”

“Who said I needed gentle? Take me hard and fast, Silver.”

He growled, and the sound traveled straight to my dick. His hand tightened around my length, and I was already so close to painting the door with my cum.

“Bedroom. Now.” His hands fell away, and coldness hit my back as he removed himself. I didn’t hesitate and shucked my suit as I jogged to the bedroom. My limbs were trembling, but I hoped he wouldn’t notice.

“Prep yourself,” he said, tossing the lube onto the bed. I did as he asked and kept my eyes from him as he watched me stretch myself. The hunger in his eyes would be enough to do me in, and I didn’t want to come until he was inside me. I needed it more than I needed to breathe.

“I’m ready.”

“Roll over.”

My butt was pulled to the edge of the bed and his cock was notched at my entrance. He tunneled in one thrust, and I would never be the same. Lathan categorically changed me from the inside out.

“Holy shit, Bambi. You’re so slick and tight. I… I don’t think I can last.”

“Don’t hold back. Give me everything. I can take it.”

“I don’t want to waste it.”

I chuckled, and then we both groaned. “What makes you think this will be the only time? Do your worst, baby. Then do it again. And again. And again. I’m not going anywhere, Lath.”

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