Page 79 of Text Me Baby One More Time

“That’s good to hear. I’ll see you tomorrow. Good night.”

Jim bids us good night as the elevator doors close.

“His parents are still alive? He’s so old,” Denny remarks once we’re alone.

“Not his parents, Steve’s. He’s who I bought Steve from.”

“No way!”

“Yep.” I press the button for my floor. “He gave me an amazing deal on him too. Turns out pugs are expensive as shit.”

“I know. Why do you think I tried to get you to buy me one?” She winks as the elevator comes to a stop

We exit, and I lead her down the hall.

“Steve!”

Denny drops to her knees the moment I open the door, spreading her arms wide like she’s waiting for my pug to come skidding around the corner at any moment.

He won’t. I’ve crated him this time, since I discovered he peed in my shoes last time.

I stare down at her like she’s lost her goddamn mind.

“You do realize he’s in his crate, right? And that you’re kneeling down on my floor in a thousand-dollar dress?”

She juts her bottom lip out, and I’ll be damned if her plump mouth doesn’t make my cock jump.

I want to see it wrapped around me.Bad.

Firmly, I grab her chin, tilting her face up to me.

Her breathing kicks into overdrive, her chest rising and falling with eagerness.

“The only time you should be on your knees in one of these dresses is for me, Denver.”

I leave her sitting there, jaw slack and wanting more.

Soon, Denny. Soon.

Seventeen

Denver

“Oh god,”I moan loudly. “I don’t think I ever want to stop.” Another moan. “This is the best I’ve ever had.”

Shep’s head snaps my way. “Are you finished?”

“Almost.”

I wink and take the last bite of my pizza, chew, and then swallow. Dusting my hands off, I throw myself back on his lush dark gray couch, satisfied.

“God.” I pat my full stomach. “That was better than sex.”

“I don’t think you’re having the right kind of sex.”

“I don’t think you’re giving this pizza enough credit.”

He shakes his head, grabs another slice, and dips it into the cup of barbeque sauce he’s holding.

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