Page 57 of About Last Knight

When he pulls out, I turn around and go to slap him, but he catches my hand. He brings his lips close to mine, and whispers, “I control who looks at you. I control who touches you. I control your pleasure. Don’t pretend you don’t like it, because your perpetually wet pussy tells me you do.” He runs his fingers through me, gathering a healthy handful of his come. He spreads it out all over the insides of my thighs.

I narrow my eyes at him. “You’re an animal. I hate you sometimes.”

He shakes his head. “No, you don’t. I think you love me. IknowI love you.”

I widen my eyes. “What? This is how you’re telling me you love me? You’re an asshole.”

He smiles. “It’s kind of my style to tell you like this. Don’t you think?”

I can’t help but smile at that. It really is his style.

“Don’t edge me again. That was horrible.”

“Don’t fall out of line and I won’t.”

I take a deep breath. This guy.

I clean myself up as best as I can, and we head back to the table. Rayne looks at me in question, asking if everything’s okay. I nod that it is. I’m not sure that’s true. I’m drunk on this animal that I can’t seem to get enough of.

We actually enjoy the rest of our evening with Rayne and Grant. Despite his behavior with me, he’s sweet and engaging with Rayne and Grant. Declan and Grant seem to get along well.

At the end of the night, Rayne gives me a big hug goodbye. She whispers in my ear, “He’s great. You guys are adorable together.” She squeezes me extra hard. “I’m so happy for you.”

I can’t help but smile. Admittedly, Rayne’s approval means something to me. I suppose I was more nervous than I realized about this evening at the notion of her possibly not liking him. I’m so relieved that she does.

It’s a beautiful night, so we take the long route home walking hand-in-hand. He’s sweet and loving as we take our leisurely stroll. Completely different from the man in the bathroom.

We get back to my building fairly late. We walk into the lobby. Jerry looks exhausted as he cleans the floor. I look at him with concern. “Is everything okay with you, Jerry?”

He looks up at me. “Good evening, Mrs. Knight. I’m fine. Mrs. Bevil’s dog must have eaten something bad. I’ve been scrubbing these floors half the night.”

I shake my head in sympathy. Declan pats Jerry’s back. “I have something that will brighten your evening, Jerry.”

He holds up a small brown bag that I hadn’t noticed he was carrying.

Jerry stands and smiles. “Is this what I think it is?”

Declan smiles. “You bet, buddy.”

Jerry opens it and pulls out a plastic container that seems to have a slice of cake in it. “Thank you, Mr. McGinley. I really appreciate it. It’s my favorite dessert in the world.”

Declan winks at him. “I know. Enjoy.”

We enter the elevator. As soon as the doors close, I turn to Declan. “What did I just witness?”

He shrugs as if it’s no big deal. “I was talking to Jerry earlier today. When I told him where we were going to dinner, he suggested I get the strawberry chocolate chip cheesecake. He said it’s the best around. I grabbed him a slice before we left.”

I shake my head and smile. “Declan McGinley, you’re a dichotomy wrapped in an enigma.”

He laughs. “You find it irresistible, don’t you?”

I sigh as I lean my head back on the elevator wall. “I suppose I do.”

As we step off the elevator, Declan asks, “Does this building have a pool?”

I nod. “Yes, an outdoor pool on the roof and an indoor pool on the 4thfloor. They’re both closed now though.”

He has a devilish look. “That’s the best time to go. No one else is around.”

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