Fuck. I want her. Not here. She’s better than being shacked up in a tiny room in my garage.
But I can’t take her to Decadence. Not yet. Not until the Chase is done.
“You got enough room in your bed for me?” I whisper, tucking her hair behind her ear.
“If Bertie allows you in, then yes.”
“Good girl. Now, how about that race?” I tease.
Her eyes light up, and a naughty smile dances on her lips.
“Whoever wins gets to come first,” she tells me, wiggling her eyebrows.
I slide my hand down her back and grab her ass, pressing her tighter against me.
“Oh, yeah?”
Maybe I’ll lose on purpose so I have her pussy on my face first.
“Yeah,” she breathes out.
She pushes herself up on her tiptoes and runs her nose along my jaw.
“Maybe I want to lose so you can fuck my face and come all down my throat.”
I choke on a cough and all the blood rushes south.
“This is about to be the slowest race in history then, darlin’. Because all I want is another taste,” I tell her, yanking her back by her hair.
A soft moan leaves her lips as I dip my head down and run my tongue along her throat.
“Or perhaps, we change the rules. Whoever wins gets to go down on the loser,” I mutter against her skin.
“Yeah. I like that one better. I’ve been dreaming about tying you up and making you watch just how pretty I look sucking your big cock.”
“Jesus fucking Christ, Hallie,” I hiss.
Her hands glide past my hips and around to my ass, and she squeezes.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you, beastie? Being a good boy and letting me do whatever the hell I want to you.”
I sink my teeth into her skin.
“For some damn reason, yes. I want all of that. I don’t know what you’re doing to me, trouble. But don’t stop.”
Chapter 34
HALLIE
Song- I Like You Best, Ella Red
We stumble through the door, our lips locked, our hands roaming each other’s bodies.
“I won,” I pant against his mouth.
He picks me up by the hips and slams me into the wall. Just like he did that first night.
But this time, it’s for real.