Page 33 of Finding Us
“Irrational? Me? I think I’m being rather mature actually.”
Her gaze snaps up to my face and her pretty eyes narrow. “If I didn’t need to borrow your dick for the night, I’d totally junk punch you.” I bark out a laugh. This woman amuses me to no end; I never know what’s going to come out of that mouth of hers. “How old are you anyway? My guess is mid-twenties at best.”
“I’m twenty-eight, almost twenty-nine.”
“Pfft, that’s nothing,” she says, flicking her hand. “My dad is twelve years older than my mum. And my sperm donor was seventeen years older than her.”
“You were conceived by a sperm donor?”
She winces at my question. “Well, technically my mum was married to him at the time … but I hate him, so I’d rather not talk about it if that’s okay with you.”
“You brought him up.”
“Only to prove a point.”
“For the record, I hate my old man too.”
A small smile tugs at her lips. “We have something in common then.”
“I’m still not having sex with you, Red.”
My words have her ramping things up, as she reaches behind herself and unclasps her bra. I watch on mesmerised as she seductively pushes the straps down her arms, and I can’t hold back my groan the moment her perky, flawless tits spring free. My cock is so hard I’m surprised it doesn’t burst through the zipper of my pants.
“Red,” I warn, sliding my hands into the pockets of my jeans so I’m not tempted to reach out and touch her … because I’m aching to.
“The day I met you, you asked if you could eat me … now’s your chance, Wolf.”
She opens her arms wide, offering herself to me, and I almost blow my load at the sight. It has nothing to do with my self-imposed hiatus, and everything to do with her. This woman is a walking wet dream. “And when I first met you, you told me to eat a bag of dicks,” I retort, trying my best to remain strong. “Maybe I should stick my cock in your mouth so you stop talking.”
She casually lifts one shoulder as her baby blues lock with mine. “I’ve never done that before, but I’m willing to give it a go. Will you teach me how?” How can this woman be so innocent, yet alluring in the same breath?
As soon as she bites down on her plump bottom lip my willpower slips a little further. This little temptress has no idea what she is doing to me, or maybe she does.
Her pretty eyes move away from my face, travelling down my body. My shirt is now completely open thanks to her, and I know I should put a stop to this, but the reckless side of me is eagerly awaiting her next move.
She leans in slightly, looking up at me briefly through her eyelashes, and I swear to fucking God if she so much as breathes on me, I’m going to cave.
I mimic her movements when her tongue darts out and runs along her bottom lip.The things I want to do to this woman.
I’m holding my breath as I wait to see if she has the guts to do something, and she doesn’t disappoint. “Someone works out,” she says, running the tip of her finger over my abs. That simple contact sends a shiver shooting up my spine. Closing the last of the distance between us, her flattened tongue comes in contact with my abdomen, and the little minx licks a path right up to my sternum. “Mm.” The moment her hand palms my dick through my jeans, I snap. Before I even realise what I’m doing, I have her lifted off the ground and pushed up against the wall.
“You don’t play fair, Red.”
A triumphant smile tugs at her lips. “Does that mean we’re going to have sex now?”
“Are you going to get all clingy if we do?”
“I don’t do clingy.”
“I’m not looking for a relationship, Red.”
“Ditto.”
“Will you hate me if I order you an Uber when it’s over?”
She lifts her chin, “I’ll order my own Uber … and a part of me already hates you, so there’s that.”
That’s not the answer I was expecting, but I’ll take it.
