Page 88 of Sweet Temptation (Men of Honor 2)
Cade shrugs, “Sometimes people have to fucking pay for the shit they’ve done.”
“Isn’t that the fucking truth.”
We all look over at Logan’s mumbled reply. He shifts uncomfortably, clearly not meaning to have let that out.
Feeling edgy and pissed off now, I want to do nothing but be with Grace. “Well this is enough heavy shit for me, boys. I’m taking my woman home.” I shake Jaxson’s hand, thanking him for supper, clap Logan on the back, and then look at Cade, “You okay to take Mac back still or do you want Grace and me to do it?”
He waves me off, “No, I got him. I promised him I’d stop and get him some junk food to keep in his room, the kind of shit Grace won’t let him have.”
Chuckling, I nod then head over to Cooper and stick out my hand to him. After looking at it for a moment, he finally clasps it. “Thanks for giving it to us. You’re right, Coop, you don’t even know the fucking half of it…”
His expression turns hard before nodding, “Yeah I figured.”
After one last goodbye I get the fuck out of there and go find my girl. At the bottom of the stairs her sweet, sexy laugh hits me before I see her. Reaching the kitchen, I see her laughing at something Mac says before she leans over, kissing his cheek.
Leaning against the wall I watch her, and all I can think is how the fuck could anyone hurt someone so goddamn beautiful and fucking sweet as her. The thought has my heart starting to pump with rage, but I tamp it back down… save it for Tuesday, man.
Grace looks over at me, and her laugh turns into a soft smile, hitting me like a blow to the fucking chest. Jesus, this girl messes with me like no other. Which is why I will make it my fucking mission in life that she’s happy, like this, every day. Exactly the way she was always meant to be. That has me thinking about the phone call I made to my Dad the other day…
“Everythin’ okay, Sawyer?” Her soft, sweet, sexy as fuck twang snaps me out of my thoughts.
Standing up straight, I start walking over to her. Watching her eyes eat me up, like I’m one of her damn pies.
I smirk, “Yeah, Cupcake, I’m good. You ready to go?”
She fucking better be, because my dick can’t wait another minute…
“Oh sure.” She looks over at Mac, “How about Sawyer and I take you back to the hospital and get ya settled?”
He quickly waves her away, “No, no, no. Cade said he would take me. He and I have a stop to make on the way home.”
I bite back a chuckle. “Well all right, if you’re sure,” she says giving him another kiss on the cheek, “we’ll come by tomorrow and see ya.”
“Sounds good, darlin’. I’ll be in the same damn room waiting for you.”
We start saying our goodbyes to everyone. I walk over to Anna and mess her pretty hair again before pulling her in for a hug. “Don’t worry, kid. We only roughed him up a little bit.”
She stiffens in my arms, “Oh god…”
I chuckle, “I’m kidding, calm down. He’s okay. I have to admit, you picked a good one.”
She relaxes and hugs me back. “Thanks.” Keeping her arms wrapped around me, she looks up at me with a cute, knowing smile, “So did you.”
And if I don’t get the biggest fucking smile on my face too. “I know, right? She’s the shit, isn’t she.”
She giggles, “Yes, she is.” She gives me one more squeeze before stepping back.
“See ya around, kid.” I mess the shit out of her hair once more before heading out of the kitchen. I chuckle at her growl.
Julia walks us to the door and gives Grace one more hug. “Thanks again, Grace, for bringing the pies. I’ll see you Tuesday.”
That comment resulted in a quick fucking chat session on goddamn bridesmaid dresses before I’m finally following my sexy Cupcake out the door.
Shit’s about to get fucking hot!
“Well that was such a great supper, wasn’t it? Anna looks so darn happy, and the news on Julia and Jax’s baby girl? Oh my gosh…”
I half-listen to her ramble, my eyes glued to her ass as she walks to the truck. My memory takes me to the vision of what’s under her fucking dress and my dick throbs like a motherfucker, dying to pound into her tight, wet…
“Don’t ya think?” she asks, opening my truck door.
I grab her hips, stopping her before she can hop up, and crowd her against the seat. She braces her arms out in front of her and sucks in a sharp breath at feeling my cock against her ass.
Stepping back just a little, I slide my hands underneath her classy fucking dress and cup her lace-covered ass. “I’ll tell you what I think, Cupcake. I think my dick has been hard as fuck since you thought it would be funny to tease me with this,” I grab one of the straps to her stocking and rip it from her panties, causing a small gasp of surprise to escape from her. “And it’s time for you to pay for it. So here’s what’s going to happen: you’re going to get into the truck and do exactly what I tell you to, understand?”
I feel her breathing accelerate and her back begins to move rapidly against my chest. When she doesn’t say anything, I rear one hand back and slap her tight ass, hard enough for her to feel the sharp sting through the lace.
She cries out in pleasure before pushing back against my aching cock, greedily seeking more. I groan and dig my fingers into the soft flesh. “Do you understand?” I ask her again, more firmly.
“Yes, I understand.”
I praise her breathless response with a nip to her ear. “Good girl.”
Moving my hands to her hips again, I help her get into the truck before walking as fast as my fucking legs will stride to my side.
