Page 17 of Body Lock

Cadence giggled under her breath. “Well, Jackie, I wouldlovea cup of your finest Joe.” Sarcasm peppered her request, her cheeks puffing up with air. Pulling the menu up to cover her mouth, the smile could be read in the slender squint of her eyes.

I couldn't stop myself, weird grunts flowed, my chest hesitated between breaths while I tried to contain my laughter. “Me too,” I was able to muster out. “But, I don't want Joe, I'll take Colombian.”

Shooting us a sideways glance, she mumbled, “Alright.” Turning, she walked off to retrieve our drinks.

“Well, she seemed happy to be here, don't you think?” Cadence asked.

Alright, a hint of her. She has a sense of humor.I liked that, a lot.

I think I'd fuck you right here. Bend you over this table and pound you into submission.

The image doused my brain, pounding my head with electric sparks. Her head arching up as I spread her open with my cock, moans spilling from her lips as I thrust against her swollen clit.

Cadence's deep blue eyes sat still, peering into me, watching me eat her up from inside. Tugging on her bottom lip, she pressed her face back into the menu.

Sliding my hand smoothly across the surface of the table, my thumb drew small circles in the white velour covering her elbow.

Jerking away, the words spat off her tongue. “Quinn, what are you doing?” Her face flushed the prettiest shade of cherry, head cocking up.

“What?” I asked, raising my shoulders. “I can see the excitement on your face. I could see it last night too.” Leaning back, my arm spread out across the top of the seat.

Narrowing her eyes, she peered down her nose. “If you think what you saw was excitement, then you're delusional. Do I give off the impression of an easy fuck?” Rolling her eyes, she tossed the laminated paper onto the table.

The fire she heaved at me only pulled on me stronger. I didn't want to cool the furnace she hid behind, I wanted to fuel it.

Cadence's shoulders twitched as the ceramic cups chimed off the table. She caught the smirk painted on my face, and huffed under her breath loudly. “Thank you.”

“Mm hm,” Jackie said close-lipped. “You guys ready to order?” A snap of her gum rang out loudly, pen twirling between her fingers.

“I'm all set, thanks,” Cadence said. Both women then turned their attention to me.

Lifting the menu up, I was starving. “Nah, coffee is good.”

Could I really sit here and stuff my face with this gorgeous woman beside me?

Hunger ran through my stomach, shaking me to the core.

But, it wasn't for food.

I was hungry for Cadence.

Jackie flipped the gum over her tongue, an blank stare fixed down at us. “Well, let me know if I can get you anything else.” Stuffing the pad into her apron, she turned and walked away.

Pushing myself closer, Cadence tried to scoot further away. There wasn't much room left, if she moved anymore, she'd hit the floor.

Running my hand back and forth against the cracked material, my head tilted. “To answer your question, I know you're not easy. We would have fucked already if you were.” Winking at her, my tongue glided across my teeth. “What I do think, is that I got into your head. Why else would you be here? You didn't have to come if you didn't want to.”

Her head snapped in my direction, brows dipping angrily. “I didn't have a choice. My father needs to speak with you—don't go getting a big head.”

A long bellowed laugh escaped my lungs. “A big head? I can show you a big head, Sweetheart, you just say the word.” Reaching my hand down to my cock, I shifted my hips.

Her eyes drifted down to the throbbing hard-on ready to break through my pants, her skin changing five different shades of crimson. Gripping the edge of the seat, her nails dug into the foam as her thighs squeezed together tightly.

Draping one finger over her shoulder, I softly brushed the loose strands of hair behind her ear. I waited for her to squirm and throw my hand away. But she didn't.

Wrenching her head up to meet my eyes, her lips parted slightly, a slow exhale rolled across my chin.

Fuck. This woman is making me hot.

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