Page 45 of Freak Show

She squeaked, her hands clenching onto my neck in the cutest way that had me grinning.

“You think that’s cute?” She pulled her hands away from my neck.

I caught those hands and put them back into place, then placed my hands on her hips and moved them up to just below her bra line.

With one long sweep of both thumbs I said, “I think you’re fucking adorable.”

She flicked her hair out of her eyes, and only accomplished causing it to move onto the other side of her face.

Finding that cute as well, I lifted one hand and curled the stray locks around my fingers before clenching my fist around them and pulling her forward.

She came, her mouth hovering over mine, and said, “This could get kind of sketchy.”

“How so?” I asked, my breath becoming hers.

“I have five sisters and one brother. They’re very interested in everything and anything that has to do with my personal life.” I paused. “And the internet already thinks we’re married.”

“So?” I pushed.

“So…” She shrugged, causing her breasts to jostle against my chest. “So I think that we should really sell this marriage thing.”

I blinked.

“For the next month,” she continued, her gaze now solely focused on my lips. “And when that month is over, you don’t hate me for having to go back to the freakin’ circus.”

I pulled her to me, crashing her lips against mine, and told her without words that I could never hate her.

In fact, I felt like I could probably love her.

I’d known her for less than a week, but I already knew that I wanted her around for longer than just a month.

I’d start with tonight, though.

“I’m on birth control,” she started the moment I let her up for air.

I felt my dick thicken at her words.

“I’m clean,” I said. “I just did the yearly physical required for the Liners. One hundred precent clean bill of health.”

And thank God for that. Because had I not had that done, and she’d told me she was clean, I would’ve had to go with my moral compass and tell her that I needed to get tested first before I did her bare.

Not because I had anything wrong with me, but because I felt that was a courtesy she deserved to have.

“I’d just like you to know this isn’t my norm.” She breathed heavily, her hands now on my collar bones.

I trailed the backs of my fingertips along the base of her throat, then trailed it down until my hand met fabric. “I know what kind of person you are.”

Her eyes that’d been trained down at my collar bones where her hand had been resting flashed up to meet mine.

“I’m unexperienced as hell,” she added.

The corners of my mouth twitched up into an almost smile before I said, “Guess it’s bad that I’m not either?”

She scoffed, and I grinned wickedly at her.

“I may look like I should be, but I’m not,” I admitted. “I’ve had all of two people in my life since my baby mama…and let’s just say, none of those were lasting or quite memorable.”

She sighed and melted into me a little bit deeper, the movement making her lap shift so that I was pressed directly between her legs.

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