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The old charger was there too. I grabbed both and was turning to make my escape when the door opened.

Wolf surveyed me from the doorway, his blue eyes gleaming. “What do you got there, sunshine?”

Chapter 63

Daisy

“I, um…” I scrambled for an explanation, but there really wasn’t one. I was standing in Wolf’s room, holding his old phone and charger in my hand. It looked bad because it was bad. “I have to find out what happened to Blake.”

I practically winced when I said it. Would Wolf start packing his bags? Would he and Otis and Jace be gone by morning?

He stepped into the room and walked toward me. His steps were languid, like he wasn’t in any kind of hurry. He was only an inch away when he stopped, and I was filled with a mix of lust and fear.

Wolf had never given me any reason to think he would hurt me, but now I was reminded that he’d been in prison, that he had confessed to killing Blake, and if it was true, he was an actual murderer — and not just a murderer, but someone capable of murdering his best friend.

He reached out to drag his knuckles down my cheek. “I thought we’d agreed not to talk about Blake.”

“You agreed.” My voice sounded breathy, although I didn’t know if it was from fear or the lust that was storming my bodynow that he’d touched me. “Besides, I wasn’t planning on talking to you about it.”

He surprised me by chuckling. “Ah, a technicality.” He took the phone and charger from my hands and set it on the dresser behind me. “I think we can let this go then, although I do think there should be consequences.”

“Consequences?” It came out in a squeak.

His nod was slow, and he trailed a hand down my throat. “Consequences.”

“What kind of consequences?” I was already hoping they were the fucking kind. So far, Wolf had been nothing but tender in bed, teaching me how to get maximum pleasure out of every position, but there were things we hadn’t done yet, things he’d said would come in time, and I was more than ready to learn.

“I think sucking my cock would be fair,” he said. “What do you think?”

I licked my lips and nodded, my pussy suddenly soaked. I’d been dying to go down on Wolf, to slide his smooth dick in my mouth. “That seems fair.”

His blue eyes seemed to lighten with excitement in the moment before he lowered his mouth to mine. The kiss was searing, his tongue almost angry in its pillaging of my mouth.

I sank into it as he tugged down my cami to expose my tits, then closed his hand around one of them.

I sighed as the warmth of his skin enveloped mine, and I reached for the button on his jeans, meeting the fiery strokes of his tongue with my own. I unzipped his jeans and freed his cock, already hard, then closed my hand around it.

He groaned and backed me up to the bed, his kiss growing more feverish as I stroked his shaft.

“I love the way you touch me, sunshine,” he said, breaking the kiss. “I can’t wait to feel your sweet lips wrapped around my cock. But first, I want you naked.”

He lifted my T-shirt and pulled it over my head, then tossed it aside before pulling off my boxer shorts and underwear.

I was humming for him, my pussy slippery with desire. I waited for the slide of his fingers through my folds, but it didn’t come. Instead he walked to the bed to get a pillow.

He stripped off his sleeveless T-shirt and jeans, exposing the intricate ink etched onto his broad shoulders and muscled chest. Then he sat on the bed, his big dick jutting between his thighs.

The sight of it sent another wave of lust through my body, because apparently I’d become like Pavlov’s dog, except instead of a bell and dog food, Wolf’s dick was the stimulus for a sexual hunger that seemed to grow by the day.

He dropped the pillow onto the floor. “On your knees, sunshine.”

I was happy to obey, and I dropped to my knees between his thighs. I’d been wanting to suck Wolf’s dick for ages, but he’d always stopped me, saying he wanted me to get used to receiving pleasure before giving it.

Now I was suddenly unsure, because Wolf’s dick? Well, Wolf’s dick was big. I’d gotten used to the fact that it actually fit inside my pussy, but my mouth seemed a whole lot smaller.

“What if… what if it doesn’t fit?” I asked, looking up at him.

His blue eyes darkened. “Oh, it’s going to fit, sunshine. You’re going to make it fit.”

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