Page 21 of Manny

Bandit

you’re adorable. But I’m not sure you’re ready for that

Me

What do you mean?

My interest was piqued.

Bandit

We’d have to work up to it

Of course, my vagina was screaming at me to ask him more. My libido going haywire from lack of sex. Bandit is gorgeous and has a body made to devour.

Me

Ooh, cryptic. Are you a naughty boy?

Bandit

That depends, are you a bad girl, Lacey?

I love how he calls me that.

Me

I can be. Maybe you’ll find out

Bandit

Like I said, we need to work up to what I have in mind

Me

You gotta be a little more specific than that

Bandit

Tomorrow I’ll be more specific with my tongue

My pussy was screaming, in fact, I used my vibrator to get off, imagining him doing all kinds of bad things to me. Then I feltguilty because I had lingering thoughts all afternoon over Manny and our almost illicit kiss.

The next day, when Bandit arrives to pick me up to grab my boxes from Hope’s, he’s freshly showered and has his sleeveless MC cut on… with nothing on underneath it. He smells freaking delicious; like chocolate ice cream, or something sweet.

I stare at him. “Really?”

He piques a brow. “What?”

“You don’t own clothes?”

His lopsided smile has my heart doing flips. “I do. Would you prefer me to get a shirt?”

I glance down at his chiseled abs and my mouth runs dry. “Definitely not.”

His smile widens. “You thinkin’ about what I said last night?”

I shrug. “Maybe.”

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