“I heard what you did to Cora. She told me how you, um, you arranged for your brother to be there to screw her as you don’t like dealing with females who get attached to you.”
He let out a string of curses. “Look, I’m a fucking asshole.”
She held her hands up. “I think we’re clear on that fact you can be one, yes.”
Pixie closed the distance between them, wrapping his arms around her. “Even when I was chasing women, I didn’t offer them anything, or make promises. I’m not that kind of guy.”
She stared at his chest as her heart started to beat faster.
He’s a player.
Licking her lips, she smiled. “There’re no worries here, Pixie. You don’t need to worry about anything.”
“What’s going on inside that head of yours?” he asked.
“Not a lot, but I’ve got to go to work if I want to keep a job.”
He cupped her cheek, running his thumb across her bottom lip. “When can I see you again?”
“This was only supposed to be a one-time deal.”
“So now it’s a ten-time deal.”
“I don’t know.” Pulling out of his arms, she took a step away. “I’ve got to work.”
****
Pixie pushed Suzy down onto his bed within the clubhouse. Everyone else was around or in their room celebrating, and he wanted his woman all to himself.
“Do you trust me?” he asked.
“A little bit.”
He pulled the cuffs from each corner of his bed, letting her see. “Enough to let me have you at my mercy?”
She licked her lips, and he noticed she did that whenever she was a little nervous. “You won’t hurt me?”
“Never.”
“Then yes, I trust you.”
He sighed. It would do for now. Over the years he’d built himself up a reputation, and now he had to deal with the consequences.
Suzy was different from all of the women he’d fucked. For starters, he actually wanted her to like him. Never had he felt that experience before. He hated it when she always expected the worst, but again, it was what he deserved.
Securing one wrist, and then the other, he grabbed her scarf, and placed it over her eyes.
“Um, I didn’t agree to this.”
“Trust me.” He pressed a kiss against the corner of her lips. Staring down at her freely, Pixie didn’t hide his feelings from her. The way she made him feel, the passion, the need—all of it he allowed to show.
He had no doubt that if he even told her what he felt for her, she’d run. Suzy was scared, and she wouldn’t even be seen with him in any other way than potential frenemies.
She licked her lips, and he stroked his hands down over her breasts, circling her nipples and moving down her body. Opening her thighs, he slid a finger between her wet pussy lips, teasing her clit. She let out a gasp.
“You’re always wet for me.”
“Pixie,” she said, moaning.