“That so? Well, I am gonna be upfront with you. You come hanging around here all you’re going to get is fucked hard.”
“That a promise?” She leans into me and licks her lips.
“Well shit. Had you pegged all wrong.” I grin.
The prospect interrupts our conversation when he taps on my shoulder. “Did what you wanted. Told Z that he got a call for a tow.”
As expected I see Zo Zo going to get in his truck.
“Well done, man. I think you deserve a reward.” I look to this Jessica bitch. “Sweetheart, why don’t you show my friend here how good you are. If he gives you a good report. I just might take you to the wedding.”
The bitch looks surprised, but she smiles at Big E.
“You can take her to my room.” I toss him my key and leave them to it. I am off to find my way to MaryAnn’s bed.
I discover her in the kitchen eating a banana of all things. Fuck me, the way her mouth is devouring her snack has my cock jealous. I need her lips wrapped around me like that.
Either she hasn’t noticed me yet or she’s ignoring me on purpose.
I walk over to her and she raises a brow as I slide my hands down her sides and hold onto her hips. “What happened to your plans? Zo Zo stand you up”
“Still have plans for later.” She rolls her shoulders and moves to toss the peel over my arm and into the trash can nearby.
“I think it’s later right now,” I grit in her ear before capturing the shell between my lips. I suck the sweet tasting skin, caressing it with my tongue as she steadies her hands on my shoulders, intent on pushing me away but I won’t give her the chance.
Kissing down her throat and back up along her jaw, I know I have her right where I want her. Flicking my tongue across the part of her lips I taste the banana on her mouth. “MaryAnn, you gonna invite me to your room?”
Her head tilts to the side. “What happened to your friend?”
“Gave her to Big Easy. I owed him.”
Her blue eyes brighten, and a smile plays at her lips. “There was no tow was there?”
“Nope.”
“You’re terrible, you know that?”
“Maybe. Told you before, I always get what I want.” Moving my hand down between her legs, I grab her right where I want her the most. “This pussy right here.” I suck on her collarbone, bruising her skin. “Curves to my dick. Don’t want anyone fucking you but me.”
“Cupid…” she starts.
I press my thumb hard where her clit is under her jeans. “You gonna deny me of what I want?”
“I don’t belong to you,” she argues.
“You could, if you’d stop being stubborn and give in to me.”
“I didn’t make the rules. I just live by them.”
“Rules were meant to be broken,” I counter, tugging on the waistband of her dark jeans. Her pearly whites shine at me as she laughs. I claim her mouth once more, needing to be the one in control.
Red painted nails grip my cut as she returns my kiss with a fiery passion. Sweeping her tongue against mine the temptress gives as good as she gets.
“Go on up to your room. Want you waiting on your knees for me,” I tell her.
Chapter Three
—MaryAnn