Page 17 of Fast & Dirty
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Blake
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I’m not sure if she’s scared or turned on. She keeps eyeing Maddox and me and twisting her fingers together before staring at the floor then back up to us. We walk her in and thank God she doesn’t fight us. I didn’t know what we’d be up against when we got here.
“What are you guys doing here?” she finally speaks in a breathy voice, looking between the two of us as I shut the door.
Her apartment’s nothing like what I expected. I knew she was classy because of the way she carried herself, but damn, she must be loaded. The place looks like a picture from a magazine. Everything is clean and organized. Shit, I thought I’d have a hard time keeping her before we got here. Seeing her place, I know I’m going to have a hard time keeping her sweet ass. Maddox strides in and grabs a bottle of wine from her kitchen like he’s done it a thousand times before. I take a page from his book and push my insecurities down, plastering a cocky grin on my face.
“Well, since you left in a hurry, I figured you wanted to finish up at your place, not mine.”
Something in her bristles at my arrogant attitude. “Figured you’d be banging that blonde chick.” She huffs to the kitchen, slamming her clutch down on the counter and snatches the bottle from Maddox’s hand. “I’m not fucking disposable. Yeah I fucked you and I loved it, but I’m not that kind of girl.”
“What the hell are you talking about?” Maddox’s hard voice doesn’t even startle her as he yanks the bottle back and opens up a drawer before closing it and then opening up the next.
“What blonde?” I feel my brows knit together in confusion. “I thought you were pissed because I didn’t let you cum.”
She huffs at Maddox and opens up a drawer on the far left before handing him a bottle opener. “You could ask.” She sneers at Maddox before looking back at me with hurt written all over her gorgeous face. “The blonde who you slept with before. What’s the matter? You can’t keep them straight?”
“Watch your mouth, hellcat. I don’t fuck around. Not like what you’re thinking anyway. Are you talking about Tammy?”
“I don’t know what her name is. Skinny blonde who said she was getting into your bed again tonight.” She’s really pissed off, but I’m not going to take that lip from her.
“I told you to watch your mouth. I didn’t fuck Tammy or any of the other women that were there tonight.” I take a chance and lean down to leave a bruising kiss on her pouty lips. She takes a step back and bumps into the counter. I put one hand on either side of her, caging her in. “And I sure as shit know you’re not disposable. That’s why we’re here.” She parts those swollen cherry lips and looks to her left at Maddox, who’s busy pouring the wine into three glasses, as if we drink wine, and then back to me.
I can tell she’s softening, so I lean down and rub my nose against hers. “Is that why you left me? You weren’t mad about what I did?” Her eyes widen and the anger vanishes, replaced with a look of regret.
“I was mad about how you left me,” she says and shuffles her feet a bit, looking anywhere but in my eyes. I grab her chin with my thumb resting on her bottom lip and tilt her face to look at mine.
“I’m sorry I left you like I did.”
Maddox interrupts our little moment, but I don’t mind. “What’d Blake do to you, kitten?” His rough voice makes Marie jump and I notice her small gasp as she clenches her thighs. The two of us smirk. How did I not realize that she was into him? Maybe Maddox was right. Knowing she left because of Tammy pisses me off, but more than that, it makes me hopeful.
She eyes me questioningly before looking back at Maddox. I keep my face impassive. If she wants to tell him, she can. If not, I’ll take that as a sign that we’re wrong and she doesn’t want both of us. But she better still want me.
“He,” her eyes glance back at mine before staring straight at Maddox, “he didn’t let me … cum.”
He hands her a glass of wine, which she takes with both of hers. “Why’d he do that?”
“He was punishing me for flirting with Pinch.” The words fall off her lips easily, like he has her in some sort of trance.
Maddox lowers his voice to ask, “And did you learn your lesson?” She clenches her thighs again and looks back at me before nodding to Maddox.
“But then you went and left him. That wasn’t very nice, was it?”
Her gorgeous mouth parts and her tongue brushes along her bottom lip, her breathing shallow. Her chocolate eyes find mine and she shakes her head.
“What’s that, kitten? Was that nice of you?”
“No Maddox, it wasn’t nice at all.” Her voice shifts into a submissive tone, which makes my dick stand at attention. Our kitten wants to play. Maddox reaches out his hand and cups her chin. Her eyes find mine and I give her a reassuring smirk.
“Tell Blake you’re sorry.” His voice is low and even.
“I’m sorry, Blake. I shouldn’t have left you.”
“Good girl.” He leans down and gives her a small, chaste kiss on the lips before stepping back. He’s good at that.
