Page 104 of Little Sunshine

I let them run wild.

‘You don’t always have to move me how you want me.’

I thought of all the ways I’d pick her up and move her. Positioning her exactly where I wanted her. Tying her there. I thought about how she’d let me.

How she’d beg for more.

Beg for me.

It took every-damn-thing I had to stop from coming on that pretty pussy, those perfect tits, or her beautiful face.

Once she was mine, I would do it.

But I didn’t want the first time I saw my cum splattered across her skin to be when she was asleep. I wanted it to be when she was awake and begging me for it.

Tucking myself away with a soft hiss, I carefully covered her, checking to make sure she was away from the edge. With one last look, I left, going straight to the en suite in the guest room I was using.

After adjusting the temperature of the water to match the fiery flames of hell waiting for me, I barely entered the shower before wrapping my fist around my cock.

It was embarrassingly fucking fast how soon my balls tightened, the pressure building until my cum hit the wall in front of me. My hand shot out, slapping the tile to stop me from faceplanting as my vision returned to normal.

Like every other time I’d jacked off that week, the orgasm took the edge off.

But it wasn’t enough.

Chapter 15

Expect the Worst, And You’ll Never Be Disappointed

MILA

“Easy, sunshine, it’s just me.”

Cracking a lid, I peeked up to see Ash sitting close in one of his pristine suits.

After getting back from the best Mexican food to ever touch my tongue—which wasn’t hard when the competition was frozen burritos and value menu Taco Bell, but still—I’d done the smart thing.

I’d locked myself in the bedroom like a coward. Alone.

Veronica hadn’t been behind the attack and, even more shocking, she’d repaid my money. There was no nefarious plot. It’d been random bad luck—the only kind I ever had.

I would still stay for another couple of days if Ash let me, but pretend time was officially nearing an end. I would be able to return to my apartment. Maybe get a new one if I found a job quick enough.

I could move on.

Which meant I needed to prepare for that. No more binging shows with Ash. No more sleeping in bed with him.

No more building up fantasies in my head that his tender affection meant he wanted to kiss me.

He’d had enough opportunities and hadn’t. Not only did I need to get the message, I needed to reread it until it sank in.

I also needed to find out why the door was no longer locked, and I was no longer alone.

I tried to rub the sleep from my eyes, but my wrist was firmly in his grasp.

“You’re quick with that right hook.” Ash released me when I gave my arm another tug. “You ever think about joining the boxing circuit?”

Since I had the upper body strength of an overcooked spaghetti noodle, I would’ve laughed at that hilarious joke had it not been for the fact my brain and sense of humor were both still asleep.

---