Page 21 of Craved By Lust

“A-actually Boss… th-the big bosses wanted to meet with you about your job change,” he stammers, and I raise a brow.

“Oh? What would they want to talk about? I don’t think me changing to a waiter is that big of a deal to warrant Dustin and Rafe wanting to see me.”

“Sir, with all due respect, if I could speak candidly...”

“Go on.”

“Well… it’s a major deal! You net the club millions of dollars monthly with that unfairly big dick of yours. The women you cater to aren’t the newbies trying to get broken in. You deal with the particularly nasty ones who have a penchant for the rough and kinky shit.

Not to mention your looks are top tier with your flawless ability to enact and switch up perfectly to the client’s needs. I’m not surprised the big bosses are stepping in. They are probably hoping to get you to change your mind,” he voices desperately.

“I won’t, though,” I rebut plainly, and he sighs, exasperated.

“I know, but still, I’m sure they will at least try,” he exclaims and I close my eyes as Jessica comes to mind and I drown him out, falling asleep since I didn’t get much rest because I watched her all night long. “Boss, are you listening?”

“No.”

“God,” he groans. “You’re killing me.”

“Whatever. I’ll call when I have time for the meeting,” I hang up and doze off.

When I sense a presence come up to me, I quickly sit up, ready to pull out my gun, but I pause when the wind blows, and ever so fucking slightly, I catch a whiff of my wife’s perfume…Hold it in… hold it in…

“Frank, how are you even adorable when you sleep in the elements?” I hear her chuckle. “Oh, the notebook will rip,” she whispers, trying to take the diary, but I take her hand quickly, heart racing as my eyes spring open, startling her. “Frank! I… uhm… I’m sorry I… I wasn’t tr-trying to p…”

“Jessica! I missed you,” I smile as I discreetly slide the diary under the blanket and pull her into my arms, holding her tight.

“I missed you too,” she relaxes, slinging her arm around my waist, putting me in sheer fucking heaven. “But more than that, did you seriously wait here this entire time?” she sweetly asks, looking up at me, and I grit my teeth try not to get hard staring down at the most beautiful being on this earth.

“Yes, I was just resting because I was tired,” I lie.I wanted to wait for you… I know my baby hates calculus and would leave class early.But I wanted to be there waiting. How could I be so reckless and make her look for me?

“Aww, how adorable. I…” she pauses, looking around at the sons of bitches watching us and pouts, and I fucking hate the mother fuckers who take away my baby’s smile. “W-why don’t we move? People are staring at us again,” she murmurs, trying to get up, but I pull her tighter to me and roll over, getting on top of her as my hair flutters on either side of her like a golden halo.Jesus! She’s a fucking angel!“Fr-Frank!” Her eyes widen and her lips part as I lean in, lips grazing hers, looking into her eyes.

“Only focus on me,” I gently place a kiss on her nose, hearing a gasp. “Only you matter, so let them stare,” I shrug and she shakes her head.

“You… you always know how to surprise me,” she beams up at me, lifting her hand, placing my hair behind my ear.Lord have mercy. I’m but a humble servant. How could he lay such temptation before me and will me not to fucking EAT?!“OH!” her eyes go wide again. “Your water bottle is poking me again.”SHIT!Quickly I stand and regrettably pull her up, begging my “water bottle” to stop acting fucking up!

“How about a drive?” I ask, quickly putting my things away, stuffing the diary as far into my bag as possible before I take her things. Or, well… I try to, but she resists giving the bag up, staring at me with worried eyes.

“The drive is okay, but my bag is heavy. I can carry it,” she warns me, looking down at my hand with a frown. “I don’t want you to break a nail.” She blinks and I beam at how damn adorable she is as I take her hand and snatch the bag from her. She panics, thinking I’ll drop it or some shit, but she doesn’t know I could pick her up without breaking a fucking sweat, nails or not. “Wait, your na?—”

“They are press ons Jessica. Leave it alone and come on.” I pull her alongside me to my Aston Martin which has her pausing, mouth open until I set our bags in the trunk and help her inside before going to the driver’s side and getting in.What’s the point of marveling over something that already belongs to you?Silly Jessica!

“Damn! This car is bad. I almost feel bad sitting in it,” she laughs as she runs her hand over the smooth seats.

“I’ll send you the title tonight,” I tell her as I push the start button and back out.

“Frank, what the heck am I supposed to do about your jokes?” she chuckles, sitting back.

“I don’t know,” I shrug. “Marry me?” I smirk, dead fucking serious as she throws her head back laughing. Not gonna lie, it’s breaking my heart a little that her immediate answer isn’t, “Yes, Frank, I’ll marry you, let you fuck all three holes, and have your babies…This is what the fuck I get for trying to play it fuckingcool.But whatever. I watch as she turns on the radio and grows excited, lifting my mood.

“Oh, I like this song! Come on Frank, sing with me!” she grins.

I glance at her as she sings off-key toSuckerby The Jonas Brothers, and I can’t help but sing with her at the top of my lungs, meaning every word, even though she’s only singing for entertainment.It’s true… I’m a sucker for her and all the things no one knows about her.

It’s so hard to take my eyes off her.This girl literally takes my breath away, and this song perfectly encapsulates how I feel about her…I want her, INEEDher…

I force my eyes off her to keep from crashing this mother fucking vehicle that I don’t give a shit about, but my baby is precious cargo. I need to keep her safe, so despite wanting to watch her rock out to all the songs coming on, I do the responsible thing. Maybe I need to invest in a self-driving car so I can eat her pussy while on the road.Yeah… that’s the perfect idea!

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