“Then I’m not letting you go.”
The crazy thing was, I didn’t want him to let me go. But we couldn’t stay here all night.
“Fine, it’s been weeks,” I lied.
But why the fuck did I lie? Shade wasn’t my man, and what I did with Eli wasn’t his business.
“Good. Let’s keep it that way.” He slipped his hand from around my neck, and I turned towards him, shoving him in the chest.
“You can’t tell me who I can and can’t fuck.Youhaven’t even done it yet.”
“Yet?” he said with a smirk before licking his lips. “Obviously, you’re planning on letting me. I’m glad we’re finally getting on the same page.”
I huffed, pissed that I’d allowed that one word to slip out. But somehow, that had become my usual mistake with Shade. I was always letting shit just slip out, which made it easier and easier for him to slip right in.
“Whatever.” I rolled my eyes. “We need to be clear about a few things.”
“What’s that?”
“One, don’t ever talk to me like that again. Two, don’t ever put your hands on me like that again. Three?—”
“Nah, you can stop right there,” he interrupted. “I can make good on never speaking to you like that again. I allowed my anger to get the best of me, and I shouldn’t have. You’re too beautiful to be talked to like that, so I’m sorry about that shit. But as far as not touching you like that again, that’s something I’ll never agree to.”
“And why not?”
“Because when I fuck, I fuck rough, and it requires my hands around your neck.”
I slammed my thighs together as my breath hitched in my throat.
Taking notice of my obvious pleasure, he slipped his hand between my thighs and opened them slowly. Smiling, he lowered his head until I could feel his breath brushing against the thick fabric of my sweats.
Fuck, what is he about to do?
The question didn’t go unanswered for long.
His hands gripped the waistband of my sweats, pulling them down until they were below my knees. My eyes shot to the front, but Trace and Antone were focused straight ahead. They didn’t care that their boss was about to eat my pussy right behind their heads.
“Get out of the car,” he demanded over his shoulder.
For a second, I thought he was talking to me, but then Trace and Antone hopped out.
I sighed in relief, thankful that I would get to keep some of my dignity.
“Shade, we can’t do this here.”
“Relax, baby, you’re not doing anything. Just lay back.”
I opened my mouth to respond, but all words escaped me once I felt his tongue dip between my folds. “Oh, fuck!” My head fell back, and my hand slammed against the seat. “This can’t be happening again.”
“It definitely is,” he whispered.
My eyes widened.Shit, I wasn’t supposed to say that out loud.
“Relax your body, Nyx. My mouth wants to fuck you.”
But his mouth wasn’t the only thing that wanted to get the job done. I could feel his fingers sliding in and out of me in perfect sync. I couldn’t stop myself from giving in to every heated emotion he’d caused to surge throughout my body.
My hips moved vigorously, matching his voracious energy. I swear, I would’ve mistaken his tongue for his dick just from the way he was moving it. The only thing that reminded me otherwise was the size. Without experiencing it, I already knew what Shade was working with. My ass had grinded against it enough to know that his inches weren’t something to play around with.
