Page 48 of Gluttony

Could she do it? Could she trust him to remain faithful to her—once they committed to one another—despite having tits and ass presented to him on a platter every fucking day? And if not…would she make him give it all up for her?

Before she could continue to spiral down that dark and dangerous path, Red sauntered back into the common room, a frown creasing his rugged features.

She stood up, moving toward him without thinking, needing to smooth that crease.

“What’s wrong?” she asked as he reached out to cup her face between his two large hands.

He brushed his thumbs over her cheeks and peered down into her face, his eyes filled with conflict. Releasing a sigh, he pressed a quick kiss to her lips.

“Nothing for you to worry about, baby,” he replied, making Val narrow her eyes at him.

He chuckled, then kissed her again, making Cilla, Nadia, and Stephie sighloudlyfrom behind her. “Seriously, my Daisy, it’s just some personal shit with the prez. I’ll handle it. Also, I let it be known I’ll be no-contact for a few days.”

That made her stomach drop into her toes. A few days? He wasseriousabout fucking her all weekend?

Of course, he was. The man is always serious about sex.

“Awww, he calls her his daisy,” Cilla cooed, jerking Val from her lascivious thoughts.

“What does it mean?” Nadia asked.

Red smirked, looking over Val’s shoulder at the women huddled at the table, staring at them, enraptured.

“When she and I first connected online, her Insta handle was @xxxDaisyChainxxx.”

Val snorted, interjecting, “Yeah, and he thought it was a sex thing, but it was completely innocent. My mom and I would make daisy chains during the spring when I was a kid. They’re precious memories to me…but sex god @RedDevilDog turned it into something dirty.”

“Of course, he did,” Nadia said, grimacing.

Red grunted, wrapping his arms around Val and tightening them so she was crushed against his chest.

“Enough of this,” he declared, “I’m getting the fuck out of here, and I’m taking my woman home, where I plan to change her handle to @fuckedrealgood.”

Val gasped, heat burning her neck and cheeks, as she slapped at his chest. He only chuckled, then maneuvered her toward the door.

“Come on, baby, I’m taking you on my bike. We’ll come back for your car on Monday morning,” Red drawled against her ear, making her nips tight and her cooch twitch.

Fuck, she was going to come during her ride to his house; that beast vibrating between her legs, and those words echoing in her ears. Yeah, she’d be done for by the time they arrived at his place.

Pulling back, Red curled his lips in a leer. The asshole could see everything she was thinking on her face.

“I got you, baby, don’t worry,” he purred.

Yup, definitely going to cream my pants before he even touches me.

From behind their retreating forms, Nadia called out, “We’ll see you Monday morning—if you survive.”

The women’s giggles followed Red and Val out into the parking lot.

Before anything freaky-deaky could be had, Red stopped at the grocery store. Parking, he turned to look over his shoulder at her. She was pressed up against his back, a black half helmet on her head, her hair loose and probably snarled around her shoulders.

Now she was rethinking her stance on hair ties.

“Need to stock up. Can’t be starving my woman—you’ll need fuel, and I seem to remember something you said about chocolate, my dick, and your mouth….”

She gasped, her eyes flying wide. She jerked her head toward the car beside them, hoping some kid didn’t hear.

“Will you keep it down?” she demanded. “Also, that was something I read in a book, it wasn’t something I ever said I’d do.” She huffed, sticking her chin in the hair haughtily.

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