When I stand up, I take her chin in my hand and lean down so we’re eye to eye. “Are we done with this shit now?” I lick my lips, needing to taste her again. “Because I’m ready to take you home and fuck you into next week.”
Her nod of agreement is enough, and I crush my mouth against hers. The kiss is claiming, just like when I ate her pussy, and I intend to own every inch of her.
Chapter Fifteen
Heidi
Reese pulls his suit jacket off and drapes it over my shoulders. “We’re leaving.” He wraps his fingers around my wrist, but when he tugs on it, I pull back. He makes a grab for me, and I know he’s going to try and pick me up. I wiggle away the best I can.
“My stuff. I need it.” He takes a slow controlled breath.
“Where?”
When I point to the dressing room, he keeps me close as he leads me toward it. A few of the girls glance our way as we go. I can’t help but peek over at Reese to see if he’s looking at them, but he’s not. His attention is straight, making sure no one gets close to me. He’s so protective, and warmth blooms inside of me when I realize it.
“Wait out here?” I ask when I pull on his arm to stop him. I don’t want him to enter the dressing room because sometimes the girls are naked. Not that they don’t get naked on stage or would even care, but I do. I don’t want him seeing anyone but me that way. I hadn't thought much about that before now. If I had, I might not have even come into work knowing he’d be tracking me down.
“You’re not leaving my sight.” He lets my wrist go but only to wrap his arm around my waist. He pulls me flush against him, and I stare up into his eyes. They are almost wild as his hard cock presses into my stomach.
“I’m not going to run,” I try to reassure him.
Sadie steps through the door and pauses when she sees us there. She lifts her brow and shakes her head. “Him again?”
“I’m sorry, Sadie. I—”
“She’s quitting,” Reese finishes for me. Sadie smirks and then lets out a small laugh.
“I didn’t think you’d last long before someone snatched you up, but know this, honey, you can come back anytime.” She winks at me, and Reese growls. “Don’t give her a reason to come back. That’s on you, handsome,” she tells Reese before she strolls off.
“I’ll buy this place and burn it down,” he warns me, and I burst into laughter. His face is so serious. I have no doubt he means every word he says. “Get your shit.” His hand comes down onto my ass, making me squeal.
Pulling open the door, I peek inside and see that no one is naked, so I let him follow me in. Only two girls are back ,here and both are dressed for the most part. He hovers close as I rush over to my locker and grab my stuff.
I start to change, but Reese stops me. “These aren’t my clothes,” I explain.
“You’re not getting naked in here.”
“Even in front of other girls?” I laugh, but he doesn’t.
“I’ll have someone bring them back,” he grits out. As silly as it is, I can’t help but enjoy the fact that he’s this possessive of me. This infatuation he has is addictive, and I pray it lasts.
“Okay,” I agree as he takes my bag from me.
“Dr. Davis?” one of the girls calls, and my stomach drops. I think her name was Lacy, but I only met her tonight.
Reese flicks his gaze to her. “Not right now” is all he says to her before he grabs my hand and leads me out of the back door. When we get outside, there is an SUV waiting for us. He pulls the door open and lifts me inside. “Home,” he orders the driver.
“Was that a student?” I whisper, wringing my hands together. Then another thought occurs to me. “Was it an ex?” I’m not sure which would be worse.
“I didn’t recognize her, to be honest.”
“So a student then.” He shrugs. “I’m guessing your past girlfriends don’t call you doctor,” I say dryly.
“No.” He places his hand on top of mine to pry them apart so I stop worrying them together. “I don’t have ex-girlfriends.”
“Do you have any ex-wives?” This man knows me in the most intimate ways, but the reality is I don’t know much about him.
“No exes.” His answer only further confuses me. My heart starts to race as a rush of panic at what this might be starts to overwhelm me.
“You only do flings or something?” I pull at my hand, but he doesn’t let me go.