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Mucking out stalls one minute and then out at the bars the next.
“I’m not some two-bit chump for starters.”
“Okay.”
“I’d treat you right.”
“Okay.” Gemma’s fighting a smile.
“I can make it good for you, Gemma.”
“Convince me.”
“What?” The woman walking toward me has shocked me speechless. “You want me to convince you to have sex with me?”
Her fingers walk up my chest, hardening my dick in my pants.
“You say you can make it good?”
“Yes.”
One word. All confidence. I know I can rock her world.
“Then convince me.”
I look around at my small cabin. “Right now?”
“If you don’t think you can…”
She spins on her heel and walks toward the door. I don’t let her open it, setting my hand by her head.
“You want me to prove it to you?” My mouth is right by her ear. I can feel her shudder.
“Mm-hmm.”
Sweeping her hair back, I expose her neck. Her vein pulses. Throbs.
“Let me show you.” I drop my lips onto her neck, resting there. Not doing what I really want to be doing.
“Then show me.”
“Come with me.” I link my hand with hers, leading her into my room. Her eyes are wide.
Pulling her into the room behind me, I shut the door and spin her so her back is to it.
Emotions are swimming in her eyes. I love that Gemma wears her heart on her sleeve.
Gemma loops her fingers through my belt loops and pulls me closer to her. “Are you going to kiss me?”
“Do you want me to kiss you?”
“I wouldn’t be asking you if I didn’t.”
“Here?” I kiss the edge of her jaw.
She groans. “No.”
“What about here?” I kiss on that damn vein that is driving me crazy.
