Page 102 of Obeying Mr Kingsley
Lexi does a thinking-pout thing and glances away.
I can’t believe I’m trying to talk a woman into spending the day with me.Normally I’m working out how to exit them in the nicest way possible.
I don’t bring that many home, but everyone knows the next morning is annoying.If I can, I ship them out before the sun comes up.Like the little sexual vampires, they are.Untrustworthy and out for blood.
Or rather, my money.
I don’t feel like that right now with Lexi.
I want her here.
I might not know what went on with Harrow, and I’m sure when my dick gets what he wants the paranoia will return, but now, in this moment, I do not want her to leave.
And yes, I know she was trying to prod me with her silverware comments, but I’m not biting.
I don’t want to argue.
I want to taste her, kiss her, watch her lounging on my sofa with nothing but a smile.
“Sell it to me,” she proposes.
“My cock.Breakfast.Then, my cock again.”
“Wow, you should go into marketing.”Her eyes dip to my chest, her fingers trailing over my tattoo.
I love how she enjoys my body.
I need more time with her.Much more time.
God, we’ve wasted so much of it.
“Why?When I can hire a team of marketers to do it for me.Now back to my cock and your needy pussy.”
She pushes away, and I let her go, watching her dance on her tiptoes playfully.“I would hardly call it needy after last night.”
Groaning, I chase her into the bathroom, and she squeals when I lift her off her feet, her bare ass pressing into my hard cock.
“Let’s see hownotneedy it is if I tease it.”
“No.”She wriggles as my hand slides between her legs, lowering her to the ground and pushing her against the sink.
The moment I find her clit, she stills, her hand covering mine on the bench and threading her fingers between mine.Our eyes lock in the mirror.
“Resist me if you can.”
“Oh, I can,” Lexi replies breathlessly, and I call bullshit.
“Then don’t come.Show me you don’t need this,” I challenge.
Her legs wobble, my body pressing against hers the only thing keeping her from folding as I speed up my circular stimulation.
“Mase...”
“No.”
Dilated eyes plead with mine as she trembles against me.She’s close.
So close.
