Page 57 of Creature's Vengeance
“Unseemly?” He chuckled. “You need to explain, baby.”
“Well.” I pointed to the outline of his cock, clearly visible through the material. “That.”
He folded his arms across his chest, challenging me with a wicked grin. “Nope. Not sure I get it.”
“You’re hard and swinging around loose in there.”
His head tilted back, and he laughed. “Loose?”
“There’s nothing left to the imagination.”
“Baby, you don’t want any other women to see my cock?”
I glared at him. “No.”
“I like to swing around loose,” he teased.
“Seriously? Like if you jump around, you might put someone’s eye out or something.”
Creature shook his head, laughing again. “Baby, if they’re at eye level with my dick, it’s an issue already.”
He wasn’t wrong. “Still.”
“So, gray sweatpants only around you?”
“Yes,” I replied firmly.
“What if I want to walk around naked and take every opportunity to fuck you?”
I wouldn’t object to that. “I’m fine with that.”
“Just fine, huh?”
“Maybe more than fine,” I admitted.
“Ah. What if I just shove my pants down like this?” He pushed the material down as his erection sprang free, bobbing in the air as Creature’s expression became intense.
“I want to lick you.”
“Do it.”
I dropped to my knees to worship his cock, and when I saw Drake join us, I clenched my thighs together.
Shadows darted out from the corners of our bedroom and surrounded us, partially teasing between my legs as I moaned. That light caress could coax me to come before he ever spilled down my throat.
And I wanted him to lose control with me. To let Drake take over and fuck me hard enough that I screamed both of their names.
And guess what?
I did.
I LEANED AGAINST THEoutside of the building, scanning the exterior and awning that hung over the back entrance to the strip club Maddog had purchased in order to buy the property, renovate it, and change the name. We’d make a killing off this place. Customers were a fucking revolving door. They didn’t stop coming in or out, and yeah, in multiple ways.
This wasn’t some classy joint. Not yet.
But we wanted to change that vibe, take it from sleazy to sexy—no cracked-out girls or blowies in the bathroom. Maddog had given me the run of the place. I had ideas about the décor, the talent, and the way it would be run.
No more of this shit where girls felt forced to fuck like prostitutes. One in particular.
