Page 31 of As Thick As Thieves

“Where?”

He tried to sit back, but I didn’t let him, not wanting him to escape me. “Penn’s. Cruz is staying with her, so I told them I’d join them later.”

My grip on his neck tightened, anger pooling in my stomach. “You mean for the entire night? I’ve hardly fucking seen you, Drake. You said you were coming home tonight.”

“That was before I knew—”

“So she’s more important than me?” I demanded, guilt filling his eyes.

“No, I—”

I shoved him off me so that he was on his stomach, and I laid over his back to pin him in place. “No. You said you’d be home to spend time with me tonight. You bitched and complained about me needing to be more affectionate, but then you can bail when it’s convenient for you? Fuck that. You’re staying here tonight. See her tomorrow. If she’s not going to run away again, it won’t be a problem, right?” I snarled, his body deflating in defeat.

“I guess.”

It shouldn’t have stung, but hearing his tone hit me right in the chest. He didn’t want to spend time with me, he only cared about seeing her.

“You know what?” I snapped, climbing off him and grabbing the beer I’d brought in for him, popping the top and taking a large swig. “Go. Fuck off and be with her.”

He rolled over to face me, distress written all over his face. It shouldn’t have made me feel better, but it did. “What do you mean?”

“You want her instead of me? Be my guest.”

He didn’t get up, crawling towards me. “No, I don’t mean it like that.”

“I’ve seen you, what, three times in the last two weeks?” I scoffed, shaking his hand off as he reached for me. “She comes back into your life after bailing on you, and all she has to do is smile to get you chasing her like a dog?”

“She’s really messed up, I just—”

“Then go. Get the fuck out!” I shouted, not caring if anyone heard me at this point. Everyone knew we were fucking, they just knew better than to ask about it.

“I’ll stay with you tonight and see her tomorrow,” he promised, trying to touch my cheek, but I swatted his hand away. “Please, Knox. I love you. I’m sorry, you’re right. I told you I’d spend time with you tonight, so I’ll make plans with Cruz and Penn for another night.”

Little prick had turned me into a fucking softie because I calmed and let him climb onto my lap again, and he took the beer from my hand to place it on the bedside table.

“I love you too,” I said gruffly, sliding my arms around his waist. “You need to stop taking those jobs. I know you’ve been avoiding Stone, he’s a dick, but you’re also avoiding me. I don’t fucking like it.”

“I know,” he mumbled, pressing closer as I palmed his ass. “Cruz is moving out.”

“What? Did he say that?” I asked with surprise.

“Yeah. Penn obviously can’t be here with Stone, and Cruz won’t let her live on her own.”

“And you?” I asked bluntly, making him shrug.

“I don’t want her alone either.”

He didn’t say he was going to move out, I wouldn’t let him, but I could tell he was thinking about it.

I raked my fingers through his hair and tugged, forcing him to look up at me. “Are you going to be a good boy for me?”

He nodded, grinding on my lap and leaning forward to kiss me. One of my hands snaked between us, sliding up his chest until I could wrap my fingers around his throat to pull him the rest of the way. I kissed him hard, my free hand holding him in place as he squirmed against me, and when he slipped a hand between us to palm me through my pants, I let him.

“How do you want me?” he breathed, my dick hardening more at his want to please me. He was so good at doing what I wanted.

“On your knees, baby,” I ordered, power pulsing through me as he scrambled from my lap to do as I’d asked, kneeling between my legs. “Take my cock out.” I lifted my hips so he could tug my pants down to free my length, his eyes sliding to mine to await instruction. “Put that naughty little mouth on me.”

He didn’t hesitate to push me down his throat, a wet gag leaving him as he worked hard to please me. It was like he could hear my thoughts, going harder and deeper when I needed it, and slowing slightly to drag it out when I became closer to release. My fingers threaded through his hair, and for a second, I wondered if he knew just how much power he actually had over me. Sure, I was in charge and he was on board with that, but no one made me feel like this.

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