chin.
“Magnus, please can we go?” Angel’s hands squeeze my shoulders, making me sigh even through my anger.
“I know you, I know everything. You’re like an open book.” I wag my finger at him. “Why’d your wife leave you, Eddie? Huh? Maybe we should call her and find out.” I taunt him. His eyes are wide, glancing between Cassie’s face and mine.
I know it must look fucking bizarre how I’m carrying her like a doll on my hip, but it’s the most perfect spot and I don’t give a shit what anyone thinks. Least of all him.
He licks his lips and falls back on his heels. His chest deflates a bit and he stares at the wall. Anyone that was around her, I did some digging and made sure I knew who they were, and this piece of shit has some background that would not work in his favor if he called the police.
“That’s what I thought.”
I turn to gather Angel a little higher on my hip. Her eyes are darting from me to Eddie, then back as I secure her.
“We’re done here.” Three steps and we are on our way out the office door. And that’s when Eddie barks at us from behind.
“You’re not safe with him, Chastity. Maybe you should find out who he is. The things he’s done!”
A knot tightens inside me as I step up the pace of our retreat. Angel is quiet by my side, but Eddie’s last words scratch in the back of my brain.
W e’re in the car and I’m having a very hard time not pulling her over to me and tearing her clothes off. The need that courses through me cannot be contained much longer, and if the way she allowed me to carry her out of that place was any indication, the months of subtle cues and clues about who we are and how we feel about each other simply needs to be unearthed once and for all.
“I guess I’m out of a job.” Angel’s got her hands in her lap and I love that she looks over at me when she says it.
The energy is charged; the inside of the car nearly vibrates in the space between us. The way she’s clasping one hand inside the other, then releasing and doing it again tells me she’s feeling it too.
“Do you really want that job?” I ask.
I want her in my bed, in my house, so that I can take care of her every want, need, and desire, and I’m fairly sure this job will get in the way of my plans. But if she loves it, then I’ll make it right and have a chat with Eddie to be damn sure she is not only secure in her job but that he finds himself new employment elsewhere. Because if she wants to go back to work, I get it, but there is no fucking way that jagoff is going within ten miles of her ever again.
“I don’t mind it. And I have bills to pay. And it could be worse.” She brushes her hands across her forehead, then fusses with the neckline of her rose pink sweater. The way the buttons down the front strain over the swell of her tits has my mouth watering to taste them.
“Okay. Then you don’t work there anymore. You don’t have bills to pay; you don’t need to worry about that now.”
I slip the key into the ignition and roar the Charger to life. I can see her nipples pressing out from the clinging pink fabric and I can’t deny how badly I want to suck those nipples hard and full until my mouth is stuffed with her. I want her innocence around me, and I want to make her filthy with every depraved fantasy I’ve had for the last three months.
I want the world to see the sweet, naive girl, but behind my doors I want her completely at my mercy. Available and greedy for me as I am for her.
“But—”
“Stop.” I turn to her with a harder voice than intended, but suddenly all the waiting has come to a peak and I don’t just want to start at the beginning with her. I put the car into reverse, thinking of where I want to take her.
I don’t want a date. I want a life. And I want it now, with her. “We’ll talk about that later.” I reach over and draw her hand away from her neck
“Magnus, please can we go?” Angel’s hands squeeze my shoulders, making me sigh even through my anger.
“I know you, I know everything. You’re like an open book.” I wag my finger at him. “Why’d your wife leave you, Eddie? Huh? Maybe we should call her and find out.” I taunt him. His eyes are wide, glancing between Cassie’s face and mine.
I know it must look fucking bizarre how I’m carrying her like a doll on my hip, but it’s the most perfect spot and I don’t give a shit what anyone thinks. Least of all him.
He licks his lips and falls back on his heels. His chest deflates a bit and he stares at the wall. Anyone that was around her, I did some digging and made sure I knew who they were, and this piece of shit has some background that would not work in his favor if he called the police.
“That’s what I thought.”
I turn to gather Angel a little higher on my hip. Her eyes are darting from me to Eddie, then back as I secure her.
“We’re done here.” Three steps and we are on our way out the office door. And that’s when Eddie barks at us from behind.
“You’re not safe with him, Chastity. Maybe you should find out who he is. The things he’s done!”
A knot tightens inside me as I step up the pace of our retreat. Angel is quiet by my side, but Eddie’s last words scratch in the back of my brain.
W e’re in the car and I’m having a very hard time not pulling her over to me and tearing her clothes off. The need that courses through me cannot be contained much longer, and if the way she allowed me to carry her out of that place was any indication, the months of subtle cues and clues about who we are and how we feel about each other simply needs to be unearthed once and for all.
“I guess I’m out of a job.” Angel’s got her hands in her lap and I love that she looks over at me when she says it.
The energy is charged; the inside of the car nearly vibrates in the space between us. The way she’s clasping one hand inside the other, then releasing and doing it again tells me she’s feeling it too.
“Do you really want that job?” I ask.
I want her in my bed, in my house, so that I can take care of her every want, need, and desire, and I’m fairly sure this job will get in the way of my plans. But if she loves it, then I’ll make it right and have a chat with Eddie to be damn sure she is not only secure in her job but that he finds himself new employment elsewhere. Because if she wants to go back to work, I get it, but there is no fucking way that jagoff is going within ten miles of her ever again.
“I don’t mind it. And I have bills to pay. And it could be worse.” She brushes her hands across her forehead, then fusses with the neckline of her rose pink sweater. The way the buttons down the front strain over the swell of her tits has my mouth watering to taste them.
“Okay. Then you don’t work there anymore. You don’t have bills to pay; you don’t need to worry about that now.”
I slip the key into the ignition and roar the Charger to life. I can see her nipples pressing out from the clinging pink fabric and I can’t deny how badly I want to suck those nipples hard and full until my mouth is stuffed with her. I want her innocence around me, and I want to make her filthy with every depraved fantasy I’ve had for the last three months.
I want the world to see the sweet, naive girl, but behind my doors I want her completely at my mercy. Available and greedy for me as I am for her.
“But—”
“Stop.” I turn to her with a harder voice than intended, but suddenly all the waiting has come to a peak and I don’t just want to start at the beginning with her. I put the car into reverse, thinking of where I want to take her.
I don’t want a date. I want a life. And I want it now, with her. “We’ll talk about that later.” I reach over and draw her hand away from her neck
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