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Authors: Jenna Howard
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it hurts in your hair, little love.”
Her eyes snapped open but he knew she didn’t see him. Her toes curled into the fake leather as she bent her legs, her back bowing up and up. He caressed over the smooth arch of her stomach and covered her fingers to tighten the vise. A scream escaped and she came, her body twitching with pleasure. Mike leaned down and licked the warm cream trickling from her. Sweet. Sensual. Erotic. All that Meri was. He gripped her ankles, holding her open for him. Damp fingers curled into his neck and she began to respond against him.
Her second orgasm pulsed through her and over his tongue, and she cried out his name, begging him to fuck her. Oh he liked that.
Instead he kissed her sore thigh and shifted above her. Her cheeks were flushed and glistened with sweat. “Dinner is here. Why don’t you let him in?”
“What?”
“That’s not your heart knocking, little love. That’s dinner.” He caressed up her belly. “Let him in.”
She lay there, panting then slowly she sat up. Her hands shook too much to do up the buttons so he eased her between his legs to do so. She looked like someone who had just come twice and was ready to be fucked hard. Her nipples pressed against the shirt, her eyes were glassy and she smelled better than any dinner. He slapped her ass and she slowly made her way to the door.
She favored her leg but mostly the trouble was because he had just made her come twice and her legs were, no doubt, a little shaky. That made him smile and he returned to watching the rodeo. The waiter who followed Meri in clearly knew what had been going on since he was eying her up like she was his own personal cupcake.
Mike stared at the waiter, envisioning body parts being slowly and painfully removed. When Meri fidgeted with the edge of his shirt, trying to hide her scar, Mike had enough. Any arousal that had been in her was gone thanks to the man leering at her. He held out his hand to her. “No to this,” he said in a low voice, stilling her fingers pulling on his shirt. “Set that down right there,” he ordered and he tugged her hand. She settled down on his thigh, fingers making sure all the buttons were done up.
He held out his other hand for the bill, his attention never wavering from Meri. “Did he say anything, little love?” Dark lashes lifted and she met his gaze.
“No.” She looked embarrassed as if she had been caught doing something she should feel ashamed of.
“Did he do anything?” The man shifted, waiting for Mike to sign the bill. The waiter would wait until Mike didn’t want to punch his face into the next room.
Her head shook negatively.
“But clearly something happened.” He stopped her hand from tugging on the shirt again. “I want you to remember what I told you that night at the club. What was it?”
Her cheeks went pink and he fought a smile. He scrawled his name over the paper. He felt the slight adjusting of her body. Her spine grew a little straighter, and her hands settled down to rest on her thighs. “That I’m beautiful. I’m yours. And that anyone who looks at me a little off is jealous of both of those because they know they’ll never have me.”
He tapped his pen against his mouth and she leaned into him, her lips soft against his. It was sweet and gentle, like her. He bit her lower lip, licked the spot then turned his attention back to the bill, filling in the tip. “I’m going to give you a tip, kid, that will help you survive being a douche another day.”
“Sir?” The waiter straightened, his eyes snapping away from Meri’s ass.
“Every glorious one of her sixty-one inches will never be yours. I know, it’s hard to ignore how beautiful and sexy she is, so I’ll let that go. But if you happen to serve us for a second time in the next week, and you look at her like that again, I will personally remove your eyes from this planet. Then I will kill your job. Not only will I kill it, but I will be sure it’s a rotting
Her eyes snapped open but he knew she didn’t see him. Her toes curled into the fake leather as she bent her legs, her back bowing up and up. He caressed over the smooth arch of her stomach and covered her fingers to tighten the vise. A scream escaped and she came, her body twitching with pleasure. Mike leaned down and licked the warm cream trickling from her. Sweet. Sensual. Erotic. All that Meri was. He gripped her ankles, holding her open for him. Damp fingers curled into his neck and she began to respond against him.
Her second orgasm pulsed through her and over his tongue, and she cried out his name, begging him to fuck her. Oh he liked that.
Instead he kissed her sore thigh and shifted above her. Her cheeks were flushed and glistened with sweat. “Dinner is here. Why don’t you let him in?”
“What?”
“That’s not your heart knocking, little love. That’s dinner.” He caressed up her belly. “Let him in.”
She lay there, panting then slowly she sat up. Her hands shook too much to do up the buttons so he eased her between his legs to do so. She looked like someone who had just come twice and was ready to be fucked hard. Her nipples pressed against the shirt, her eyes were glassy and she smelled better than any dinner. He slapped her ass and she slowly made her way to the door.
She favored her leg but mostly the trouble was because he had just made her come twice and her legs were, no doubt, a little shaky. That made him smile and he returned to watching the rodeo. The waiter who followed Meri in clearly knew what had been going on since he was eying her up like she was his own personal cupcake.
Mike stared at the waiter, envisioning body parts being slowly and painfully removed. When Meri fidgeted with the edge of his shirt, trying to hide her scar, Mike had enough. Any arousal that had been in her was gone thanks to the man leering at her. He held out his hand to her. “No to this,” he said in a low voice, stilling her fingers pulling on his shirt. “Set that down right there,” he ordered and he tugged her hand. She settled down on his thigh, fingers making sure all the buttons were done up.
He held out his other hand for the bill, his attention never wavering from Meri. “Did he say anything, little love?” Dark lashes lifted and she met his gaze.
“No.” She looked embarrassed as if she had been caught doing something she should feel ashamed of.
“Did he do anything?” The man shifted, waiting for Mike to sign the bill. The waiter would wait until Mike didn’t want to punch his face into the next room.
Her head shook negatively.
“But clearly something happened.” He stopped her hand from tugging on the shirt again. “I want you to remember what I told you that night at the club. What was it?”
Her cheeks went pink and he fought a smile. He scrawled his name over the paper. He felt the slight adjusting of her body. Her spine grew a little straighter, and her hands settled down to rest on her thighs. “That I’m beautiful. I’m yours. And that anyone who looks at me a little off is jealous of both of those because they know they’ll never have me.”
He tapped his pen against his mouth and she leaned into him, her lips soft against his. It was sweet and gentle, like her. He bit her lower lip, licked the spot then turned his attention back to the bill, filling in the tip. “I’m going to give you a tip, kid, that will help you survive being a douche another day.”
“Sir?” The waiter straightened, his eyes snapping away from Meri’s ass.
“Every glorious one of her sixty-one inches will never be yours. I know, it’s hard to ignore how beautiful and sexy she is, so I’ll let that go. But if you happen to serve us for a second time in the next week, and you look at her like that again, I will personally remove your eyes from this planet. Then I will kill your job. Not only will I kill it, but I will be sure it’s a rotting
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