Page 44 of On Your Knees

“You’re right. And imagine if the water is cold and I get shrinkage. Can’t have that.”

I snort as I grab my best friend, and he wraps an arm around my shoulder. “You stole my date,” he practicallyyells, and I shush him. He then attempts to whisper, “I know you like her, and guess what? I think she likes you back.”

I look over at Aspen, but her expression gives nothing away. She walks over to the limo as Malachi pulls up and opens the door so I can get a very drunk Zee into the back. Once we have him inside, he sings Hakuna Matata, repeating the same part over and over, and by the time we reach the front of our house, Aspen is rubbing her temples. Malachi pulls a now thankfully snoring Zee from the limo, somehow managing to scoop the big idiot up bridal style, and walks him into the house.

Aspen scoots over and I help her from the limo again and our eyes connect. “Thank you for letting me come tonight. It was insightful to see how the other side lives.”

“And was it everything you expected?” I ask as we walk up the front steps.

She snorts. “Yes and no. I would much prefer a bar. It was nice to feel like Cinderella for a night, but I’m ready to lose my glass slippers. I want to check on Zeland first, and make sure he isn’t drowning in his own vomit, if that’s okay.”

“You don’t need to ask my permission when it comes to him, stray. He’s his own man.”

She ascends the stairs before me and my mind drifts to taking her and fucking her right here, but I behave.

“I know, but I feel like I’m doing something wrong when it comes to him because I know he’s yours. You may say he isn’t, but I can see the truth.”

She reaches the top of the stairs and I grab her ponytail, using it to pull her back into my body.

“He is mine, but I don’t mind sharing him with you and your new little pet.”

She twists around and pushes me in the chest. With the couple of drinks under my belt, I stumble and fall into the armchair that sits here on the side of the landing for decoration. I go to stand up, but she uses her heel to keep me pinned. I sink back into the chair, my pulse a slow, dark thrum as Aspen presses the sharp point of her heel against my chest. She’s testing me, pushing just enough to remind me she’s in control, for now.

My hands find her ankle, and my fingers skim over soft skin as I drag them up, slow and deliberate. I want her to feel what I feel.

I could rip her shoe off and make this a power struggle. Instead, I move forward and press a kiss just above the strap. Then another, higher this time, my lips barely brushing her calf as I unbuckle the heel with infuriating patience. Her breath catches, so quiet I almost miss it. When I finally pull her shoe free, I glance up at her. “Will you wear the mask for me?”

She tilts her head, a wicked smile curving her lips. “Will you get on your knees for me?”

“If that is what you desire. But make no mistake, I am going to fuck you.”

Pushing her foot down, I slide from the chair and kneel before her, undoing her other heel and sliding it off her foot, then discarding it beside the other. “I have no issuegetting on my knees if I get to taste your wet little cunt.”

Pulling her dress up over her hips, I lean forward and press my nose to her pussy. It’s covered by only a very thin scrap of lace and I nip at her through the material.

She squeals as I stand and lift her straight over my shoulder. Having a moment where I say “fuck it” is huge for me, but I need to be inside her, to get her out of my system so I can think straight again.

Striding for my room, I make a pit stop and open Zee’s door. His head hangs off the side of his bed and it looks like Malachi has put a wastepaper basket beside him just in case. I swipe the duffle bag beside the entrance and quietly shut his door.

“Ridge,” she giggles. “Put me down, my ass is hanging out.”

Holding her over my shoulder, I squeeze the flesh on her perfectly round ass. Once we are in my room, I kick the door closed, slip off my shoes, and slide her down my body. She takes the duffle bag from me and pulls out her mask, dropping the rest to the floor as she slides it over her head. Her dress is still up around her waist, but fuck she looks hot. I almost wish I had left her heels on. She turns her attention to me, flicking her mask on, then she reaches forward and pulls my shirt from my slacks, slowly unbuttoning it.

The smell of her perfume lingers between us, and I lean forward to grab the back of her neck, pressing my nose against her skin. Her smell is intoxicating—acombination of peaches, strawberries, and something sweet like sugar.

I run my nose up the column of her neck and suck her earlobe into my mouth. “I’m going to get on my knees for you, Aspen.”

She shivers when I say her name. I call her stray most of the time, but it’s more so I keep a line drawn between us, one I have bulldozed tonight.

Sinking to my knees with my shirt wide open, I clench my teeth as my cock presses hard against my zipper.

She looks down at me with her glow mask and I wish I could see the fire in her eyes. As I run my hands up her left leg, I lift it and help her put it over my shoulder. Wrapping my arms around her ass, I pull her closer to me, and that small scrap of material is now the only thing between us. Smelling her again makes my mouth water. I move it to the side and tease her pussy lips before dipping my tongue between them. She is so wet. I want to bend her over my custom-made bed, built to my height, and that makes it all the better for fucking.

Aspen moans and runs her fingers through my hair, pulling at the strands as I suck on her clit.“Fuck, Ridge, I need you inside me.”

She doesn’t have to ask twice. I pull back and slide her leg down before standing.

“Ass up on the edge of the bed,” I demand.

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