“Ain’t helpin’ my hard-on by doin’ that. But if you want my dick, I’m pretty fuckin’ accommodatin’.”
She rolled her eyes. “Do you tell that to all the girls?”
“Fuck no.”
“Oh, then, I should feel special,” she teased.
“Yeah, baby, you should.” Again, his words came out like low, rolling thunder and a shiver shot through her, making her nipples peak. “Got a wrap burnin’ a hole in my wallet. Need to use it before it self-combusts. Wanna help?” He added a sexy grin.
“Daisy’s upstairs,” she whispered, her breathing becoming ragged at his suggestion.
“Yeah, know that. Told me already. Just gotta be quiet. She wake up easily?”
“No, she sleeps like the dead until about four or five in the morning. Right when I’m finally in a deep sleep after working all night, she’s waking me up since we’re sleeping in the same bed.”
“Sharin’ a bed now?”
“No, not now. They gave me the master bedroom while they’re away. I finally got some decent sleep until Daze came crashing into the room way too early this morning, demanding French toast.”
Judge lifted a thick eyebrow. “She get it?”
“She got Cheerios while her mother drank a whole pot of strong coffee and contemplated running away to join a circus.”
Judge snorted.
“Anyway, I was hoping to get some sleep tonight.”
“’Til I showed up.”
“You only came to talk, remember?”
“Yeah, talk.”
“Is that biker code for doing everything but talking?”
“No, that code word is fuckin’.”
“No code ring needed to decipher that.”
“Nope.”
“We go upstairs, we not only have to be super quiet, but you’d have to be gone before she wakes up.”
“Promise I’ll be out of your bed before she wakes up. Difference is, I’ll say goodbye first.”
Damn. “Rude.”
“Yeah, it was. Really fuckin’ rude.”
“Honestly, I didn’t think it would bother you,” she admitted.
He lifted one eyebrow but said nothing.
Of course, that made her feel worse. “Sorry.”
“Can make it up to me.”
“By using that condom before it ‘self-combusts?’”
“That’s one way.”
“What’s the other?”
He dragged his thumb over her bottom lip. “Forgot to list one of your other assets earlier.”
“What, that I’m highly intelligent?”
“Haven’t tested that IQ but have tested that mouth.”
“So, you don’t care if I’m as dumb as a rock as long as I’m good at oral sex?”
“Thinkin’ I need to shut the fuck up now before you kick my ass out.”
“That would probably be a good idea,” she agreed.
“A better idea would be for you to find a way to keep me quiet. ‘Cause if I get kicked out, my dick comes with me.”
“Do you think I’d only want you to stay because of your dick?”
“It’s a pretty damn good reason. But if you only want me for my dick, you ain’t gonna hear me cry about it.”
“You’d just let me use you for sex?”
“Yeah, ‘cause I ain’t stupid and you ain’t the only one benefittin’ from it.”
“Well, that’s true.”
“Which part?”
“Both?” she asked.
“Don’t like that fuckin’ question mark.”
“Okay, then. Both.”
“Better, baby.”
“Do you always call women baby?”
“Just ones I’m fuckin’.”
“You really know how to melt a woman’s heart.”
He shook his head. “Yeah, I need to shut up now.”
She climbed onto his lap and her pussy brushed over his erection. “Yes, you do.”
He grabbed her hips and kept her from grinding down onto his lap. “Baby, wanna kiss you, wanna fuck you. Wanna make you gush like a geyser. What I do not wanna do is look up and see your mini-me watchin’ me doin’ it. Your sister’s door got a lock on it?”
“Yes.”
“Then why the fuck are we still on this couch?”
That was a very good question.
Two seconds later, they weren’t.
Cassie stretched, groaned, ran a hand down her stomach and...
Shot up in bed.
She was naked.
She never slept naked.
Ever.
She twisted her neck to see the other side of the bed empty and the sheets wrinkled.
Oh, thank goodness. He did what he said he would. Disappeared before morning.
She flopped back down, blinked up at the ceiling and realized the insides of her thighs were a bit tender from his beard and her pussy was a lot more tender from that beard, his mouth, his fingers and his cock. Her nipples were also a little sore from all his rough, but welcomed, attention.
Not once had she told him to slow down or take it more gently. He was pretty damn good at knowing what she needed and when. It was actually refreshing and unexpected. She figured the first time, at his apartment, could’ve been a fluke. After last night, she knew it wasn’t.
She tipped her head back to see the towel they had jammed between the headboard and the wall, so the pounding didn’t break the headboard, damage the drywall or wake up Daisy. She turned her head to see the blue bandana he had pulled from inside his cut and tucked between her teeth—with her approval, of course—to keep from not only waking up her daughter, but the neighbors.