Controlled Burn (Blackbridge Security 8)

“With Wren,” I tell her, my brows drawing together.

“Why aren’t they here?”

I want to ask if I’ve fucked her stupid, but the scowl on her face doesn’t leave much room for teasing.

“They’re at Wren’s, and thank fuck for that, because you’re noisy when you’re getting fucked. You would’ve woken them up.”

She narrows her eyes again before darting into her room. I know I have a stupid grin on my face as I stand stark naked in the doorway and watch her pull on clothes.

“Don’t get dressed,” I tell her. “We still have hours to get to know each other better.”

“I’m getting my kids,” she snaps, her eyes locking on me for only a second as I stroke my awakening cock, but then she huffs and looks away as if she’s disgusted with what she sees.

“What’s that attitude for?”

“You,” she hisses. “Can you go get dressed?”

“Me?” I chuckle. “You didn’t have a problem with me a few minutes ago when your pussy had a death grip on my dick.”

She spins, pulling a t-shirt over her head, and her eyes narrow further. “We aren’t talking about that.”

“We’re not?” I reach for her. I’m perfectly okay with not talking.

She smacks my hand away. “We’re going to pretend like it didn’t happen.”

“Can’t, baby. Not with the sweet smell of your pussy still on my dick, on my tongue.”

“Get dressed so we can go get my kids,” she snaps as she shoulders past me out the door.

I sigh, frustrated as hell as I follow her to the living room. I snatch up my sweats, grinning like a fool when her eyes follow the other condoms as they fall to the floor.

“Get that thought out of your head,” she says, studiously avoiding the sight of me as I tug my sweats back on. “Once was it.”

I huff a laugh, knowing she had too grand of a damn time to keep to that promise, but saying so won’t win her over right now.

“Are you planning to drive with no shoes and no shirt?” she snaps when I walk across the room and pick up my keys.

“Wren lives in the building, Kendall. They’re only a short elevator ride away.”

She huffs, lifting her head in an indignant way as she once again pushes past me to the front door of the condo. I reach out, gripping her by the hips as I press the front of my body to her back, leaning in low to speak in her ear.

“I like it when you’re all huffy and rude, baby. Keep it up and we’re only going to end up naked again.”

She stiffens in my arms, rolling her head to the side so she can look up at me. I turn her, ready for the softer side of her. I lick at my lips in preparation for a kiss when she lifts up, bringing her mouth close as she cups my jaw, her palm flexing against the scruff there.

“In your dreams,” she says sweetly before pulling back and walking out of the condo.

I grin like a fool as I follow her to the bank of elevators.

Chapter 21

Kendall

I’m just as growly as Finn was this morning when he came into the kitchen and tried to press his lips to my throat. Well, he wasn’t growly until I pushed him away from me and gave him a look that said I didn’t want him anywhere near me.

The man has no tact whatsoever. Surely, he saw Kason and Knox at the table. Maybe he just didn’t care.

Kason saw him, and when Finn muttered something about me being an unreasonable woman before walking away, I watched Kason narrow his eyes as he watched Finn leave the room with a scowl on his face. I turned away before my oldest son could shift that anger toward me.

Wren kept them up all damn night. Well, Kason and Kayleigh were still awake when I showed up with Finn at Wren’s place looking well and truly fucked if the look on Wren’s face spoke the truth. The man grinned at me before looking over my shoulder at the broody asshole plastered to my back. He knew exactly what we’d been up to. Despite Finn pulling a t-shirt on, he opted to ride the elevator with the outline of his cockhead pressing against those damn gray sweats.

My body throbs, sore in the best way possible for what we did last night, and I can’t imagine how I’d feel if I actually gave in to his request and went at it for another round. I would’ve had to crawl to Wren’s apartment to get my kids, and that would earn me more than narrowed eyes and a nasty scowl from Kason.

Grumpy Finn stalked out of the condo without another word mere minutes after I rejected his affections in the kitchen earlier, and after breakfast, I convinced the kids to take a nap. Knox didn’t sleep, but he sat quietly with Kason’s tablet as the twins tried to catch up on what they missed.