Page 19 of Keeping What He Wants

“I want you.”

Ella sat up. “I don’t think you do. Maybe as some kind of trophy, but to soothe the club part of your life, I don’t think so. I think you want a biker chick that will do whatever the hell you command her to do. Fuck you in some club orgy. Suck your dick while you smoke with your friends. Listen to you when you say she can’t go out with her friends. Isn’t that what the club life is about for women?”

He grinned. “Oh, Ella. One of these days you’re going to realize that this back-and-forth thing we do is what I really like.”

“You’re deflecting. Admit it. You want her too.”

“No.” He moved closer to her. “You are the one I want. Your bitchy, bad attitude and all. Right here.” He held his hand out, looking her up and down. “This is what I want.”

He leaned down and kissed the top of her head. “And for the record, she offered and I turned her down. Every. Fucking. Time.”

“Am I supposed to applaud you?”

He moved in behind her and wrapped his arms around her. “Is it your time of the month?”

It was, but she didn’t tell him that. Instead, she snarled at him and pushed him away. “No.”

He stood. “I love you. I’m going to have dinner with my friends, and I’ll see you later tonight.”

“Wait.”

He turned toward her.

“Do you not see anything wrong with this? You brought a skanky woman into my house who wants to fuck you the moment I look away, and now you know it pisses me off, but you’re going to dinner with them anyway?” She shook her head. “And you wonder why I keep bringing up you screwing around on me?”

He licked his lips. “The last person I had sex with was you. The only woman I want to have sex with is you. I’m not screwing around. I haven’t fucked anyone but you the entire time we’ve been together. If you want a rundown of my sexual history with all my sexual partners then that will have to wait until I get back. I’m starving, and I’d really like something to eat.”

He didn’t get it. Or maybe he didn’t care. She thought about the way Beth looked at him. There was unfinished business there. It wasn’t a look of admiration; it was a wolf in sheep’s clothing trying to determine when to strike.

“I’m sorry about the way I handled things today,” Ryker added.

She looked away. After a few moments, Ryker turned to leave. She watched him go. He could go have dinner with his friends and she wasn’t even supposed to blink an eye. Especially when that woman would fuck him in a heartbeat. Ella shook her head. She didn’t know the woman, but she was trouble. If she’d been a more jealous person, she would have went to dinner with them.

Instead, she sulked in her room. Today simply wasn’t her day. She clutched the pillow tight and stared out the window. From her vantage point, she could see Ryker mounting his bike. She could see the other woman brushing up against him. Ella stood and walked over to the window, peering through the shades. Ryker wasn’t too quick to push her away either. She watched as the woman’s hand slid along his thigh. She leaned in to whisper something in his ear as he started the engine. Then her lips pressed against his as her fingers slid through his hair.

Ella counted a whole ten seconds before Ryker pulled away. He said something to the woman and she moved away from him, getting on the back of the other man’s motorcycle. Ella stepped away from the window and closed her eyes. There were some things a woman simply knew. She saw it on his face that he wanted that woman. She didn’t know their history, and she didn’t really care. But he wanted her.

Moving to the closet, Ella grabbed her duffel bag. Maybe some distance would do them some good. He could get whatever that was out of his system, and she could get him and her father off her mind.

She packed a few days’ worth of clothing and grabbed all her necessities. The hospital had on-call rooms for the doctors who needed to spend the night. Staying there for a while wouldn’t be that big of a deal. She grabbed her keys and purse, heading out the door.

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After dinner, Ryker went to the club. There were plenty of men around to entertain her, but Beth was determined to get him in her bed that night. He dropped his head back as she walked over to him. How many times did he have to say no? She straddled his lap and he sat up. Her short skirt had ridden up her thighs, giving him a good view of her bare pussy.

She leaned forward, pressing her breasts against his chest. “You want me, Ryker. Stop denying yourself and take me.”

He shook his head. “I don’t want you.”

She reached down to cup him. “Your cock does.”

He was semihard and a complete wreck. “I have a girlfriend.”

“And who is going to tell her?”

She ground herself against him, brushing her breasts against his face. It was so easy to get lost in her. When they had been together, he’d been in a bad place. Right now, it wasn’t much different. Ella bitching and moaning about everything wore on him. He couldn’t please her with anything yet Beth was so easy to please. She wanted to please him, and the offer was tempting.

He groaned and gripped her hips, stopping her. “I’m not choosing you over her. She’s the one I want.”

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