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“You’re not wrong about the push-ups. But I don’t need to prepare for you, Angel,” I say. “I’m always packing heat.”
Her eyes widen a little, her breath catches, and her jaw works. These micro-reactions drive my pulse through the roof. She’s fucking stunned by my words, and I relish it. Bask in it. I’ve struck Marci speechless. Wiped the smart words right out of that even smarter mouth.
“You don’t stand a chance,” I say, leaning in closer. I turn my head and brush my nose against her cheek as I talk. “I’m going to make you beg today.”
She makes the tiniest noise in her throat. I grab napkins off the counter behind her and take a step back, resisting the urge to readjust myself.
Marci’s nipples are hard, puckering against her shirt, but her eyes flash, and her nostrils flare.
“You have no idea who you’re messing with, Taylor.”
I laugh.
“Can’t wait to find out.”
Then I stroll out of the kitchen and down the hall. I drop the napkins on a side table before entering my grandmother’sdownstairs bathroom, complete with a fake bouquet of peach roses, a matching sink, and a fluffy toilet seat cover.
I lock the bathroom door, unzip my pants and start stroking my cock like a man possessed. I finish in record time, thoughts of Marci’s mouth on my dick, my fingers buried in her warm, wet pussy, getting me there. I clean up after myself and shake my head at myself in the mirror over the sink. I lost control.
It’s not the first time I’ve thought about her. It’s not going to be the last. I’ve got a feeling I won’t be satisfied until I’ve tasted her at least once.
Neither of us will let that happen.
Eight
MARCI
I hang back with June,my arms folded.
“He thinks he’s such hot shit,” I mutter.
June laughs and loops her arm through mine.
“Oh, Marce.”
“What?” I ask, narrowing my eyes at the wrestling pool.
It’s a kiddie pool filled with water, and Cash and Jesse are currently in the middle of what feels like an endless battle for victory. Cash is trying to pin Jesse in the water, but the man is as slippery as an eel. He rises from the water, droplets running down his chest, finding the grooves in his abs, and I swallow and look at June instead.
“June?”
“I’ve been saying it for the past two years. You guys will, uh, work things out one way or another.”
Her tone is suggestive.
“He arrested my brother, June,” I say. “And detained me. And he’s been an asshole to me for years. And he’s a cop.”
After everything with Dad, and with my ex, I struggle with the cops in this town. I get they’re necessary, but I… can’t with them.
June sighs. “I’m here for you. I’ll jump on that hate train if you need me to, but Jesse’s not a bad guy. He was doing his job.”
“Yeah.”
That makes sense, but it’s not about the arrests or his job or any of that.
June gives me a one-armed squeeze. “I’m here for you. If I’m making you uncomfortable by talking about him, tell me, okay? I’ll stop.”
“Thanks, babe.”
