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staring into mine. “What the hell am I doing?” Pulling her hand out of her panties, she places her hands against the wall behind her and looks down at my hard cock with longing. I can see the want in her eyes, but she’s fighting it for some reason. “I’m not doing this. This is fucked up.”
          Grabbing her hand, I lift it and slowly suck her wet fingers into my mouth, tasting her. I suck her fingers clean while looking her directly in the eyes. Oh fuck. My cock just got harder. “Damn, baby. You taste so good. I can fucking taste your frustration and need. Why not let me ease that frustration; show you what it’s like to have me taste you, suck you, and fuck you.”
          I smile against her fingers before placing my hand in the back of her hair and pulling her mouth towards mine. Just as I’m about to kiss her, she turns her head away and sidesteps around me. “Don’t call me baby and I shouldn’t have done that. Now get out so I can take a shower.”
          She looks away embarrassed as I lick my lips one last time, tasting her on my mouth. Without saying a word, I turn around and walk out of the bathroom.
          I could tell by the nervous look on her face that even she can’t believe she just did that in front of me. I could also tell by the look in her eyes that she wanted me to stay. She wants me and I’m going to show her it’s okay to have me.
     
     
     
     
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    Two hours later and here I am, lean ing against my motorcycle, watching with satisfaction as Aspen exits the house with a look of frustration. She looks so tense and . . . unpleased. Sickly enough, this pleases me.
          Ju dging from her hour long shower, I would say she definitely couldn’t please herself without my help. That only gives me more reason to want to please her. To show her how I can make her feel.
          Crossing my legs in front of me I smile as she approaches and gives me a look so dirty, I might just need another shower. I don’t think she understands what that look does to me. It’s so fucking sexy. “ Did you have a good shower?” Tossing my helmet up, I catch it and hold it out for her to grab. “I would’ve finished you off; gave you the best orgasm of your life.”
          “Shut up,” she growls. Rolling her eyes she exhales while looking at the helmet in my hand. “Seriously? You want me to get on that? Why not take the truck?”
          Since she refuses to take the helmet, I slide it on her head and rev the engine. “Just get on. I don’t have all day.”
          She shakes her head once befor e throwing her leg over the motorcycle and hopping on behind me. “You think this shit is funny, don’t you? What you did back there.”
          I look over my shoulder at her sullen face and smirk. “What?”
          “You know what I’m talking about. Don’t play stupid, Slade ,” she growls. “You did that on purpose.”
          “What did I do? I want to fucking hear it.”
          She gives me a dirty look and runs her tongue over her teeth in frustration. “Nothing. Nothing at all, okay.”
          “All right. Then , I apologize for doing nothing at all. Happy?”
          She lets out a n exasperated huff before grabbing my shoulder with her left hand and placing her other hand behind her, keeping her distance. “Let’s just go. Kayla is waiting on me.”
          “Grab my waist,” I say firmly. When she doesn’t make a move to grab me, I reach for both of her arms and wrap them around my waist. She stiffens as if she doesn’t know what to do. “Keep your arms around me. Got it.”
          If she’s not worried about her safety then she can fucking walk. It’s as simple as that.
          “Fine. Let’s just get this over with.” Locking her fingers around my waist, she tilts her head to the left. “Go down to