Page 59 of Vicious Little Darling

Sheisall I need.

“Have a good night,” I tell him. “We’ll meet up sometime tomorrow.”

“Got it.” Roman hangs up the phone, and I shove it into the pocket of my jacket and climb into the backseat of the cab. I lean my head back against the seat. Megan was supposed to come over, but I hope like hell she’s gone by now.

We’ll see.

I’m still not a huge fan of any woman other than mine, but that’s okay. I don’t think Ember minds at all. She never has to worry about me fucking one of her friends. No one but her will ever do it for me. I swallow hard, shifting as my dick gets hard thinking about what’s to come.

“Late night?” the cab driver tries to make conversation, and I roll my eyes.

“Guess that depends on what you call late,” I say.

“True,” the driver chuckles.

I spend the rest of the ride in silence, and by the time I’m back at the apartment complex, my fucking hands are shaking with need. I blow through the front doors and head straight for the elevator, punching the damned button like a madman. My foot taps on the floor and what’s only a few minutes feels like hours.

The doors finally chime open, and I step inside, the light glinting off the silver wedding band on my left hand. Mrs. Marks is waiting for me, and Iknowshe’s just as fucking excited as I am about what’s to come.

I take a few raspy breaths as the elevator rises to the penthouse level. I step off onto the floor as soon as the doors are open wide enough for me to fit through. I punch in the code of my front door, and then shove it open, letting it bang against the wall.

I’m home, Ember.

But she’s nowhere to be found.

The whole of the apartment is pitch black, and it ups the ante. I shut and lock the door, before reaching into my jacket pocket. I pull out the old faithful mask, and slide it onto my head.

“Where are you, Little Flame?” I call out into the silent house. My voice seems to echo, but I grin at the little squeal of excitement I hear coming from upstairs. I nearly laugh at how excited she sounds. As much as she loves to play this game…

She’s terrible at it.

I do not creep toward the stairs; instead I let my footsteps echo on the floor. I know that gets her riled up, hearing me coming for her pussy. I climb the stairs to the second floor, and then quietly ease down the hallway.

Our bedroom door is cracked and the light from the TV floods the hallway. I now shift to creeping, wanting to get my eyes on her before she knows I’m there. I peer in and catch sight of her lying on the bed, dressed in her best lingerie.

Of course, she’s going to torture me.

I take in the way her breasts tease me from behind a sheer black teddy, and it cuts into a deep V at her hips. Her hand slides down her body, not stopping until she’s rubbing herself over the thin fabric.

You know I’m watching.

But still, I linger, enjoying the show she’s putting on for me. Her back arches and a moan slips from her pretty lips. Her hair is spread across the bed, cascading like silk. She’s a goddess.

She’smygoddess.

“Don’t you dare fucking come yet,” I growl as I push the door the rest of the way open. Her back is arched so much that there’s a gap between her lower back and the bed. “I’d hate to have to punish you for it.”

“In that case,” she moans out, bringing herself all the way there. “Jaxton,” she cries out my first name as she comes, which has become a moment of fucking magic. She comes beneath that fucking little piece of fabric, and sheknowswhat that does to me.

“You’re such a bad girl,” I rumble, stepping inside and shutting the door. “You’re lucky you’re so goddamned pretty.”

She grins up at me wickedly. “What are you gonna do about it?”

I grab her ankles, dragging her to the edge of the bed. I lift the mask up just enough for my mouth and run my tongue over the material between her legs. “Such a shame you’re covered, Little Flame.”

Ember gasps, reaching down and fumbling with the release for the bottom of the piece. “I can fix that,” she pants.

“No,” I grab her wrists pinning them down. “I think you’re going to pay the price for taking away my turn to make you come. You’ve already gone, so it’s my turn.”

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