The Man I Thought I Trusted - E. L. Todd Page 0,29

his length, he joined me, moaning as he flooded me with his come. “Fuck.” His strokes slowed down as he filled me.

I loved feeling his heaviness every time we were finished. It was much better than the condoms, to feel my man’s desire right between my legs.

He slowly pulled out of me and gave my ass a hard smack with his hand.

I groaned at the hit, feeling the burn in my cheek from his palm. I rolled over onto my back.

He was still standing there, his dick still hard. He grabbed on to my hips and dragged me to the edge before he shoved himself inside me again, moaning like he hadn’t just filled me seconds ago. He moved through my come and his and fucked me all over again. “Damn.”

“Could you wash the broccoli?” Dax stood at the kitchen counter and sliced the meat into strips so he could throw it into the hot pan.

I stood there and watched him prepare his own food instead of paying a chef to do it.

Dax stopped slicing and turned to look at me. “Sweetheart?”

When I heard his question, I met his look. “Sorry, what?”

“Could you wash the broccoli?”

“Yeah, sure thing.” I wore his t-shirt and walked to the fridge and grabbed the florets. Then I rinsed them under the sink before I patted them dry.

Dax returned to his food prep. “What were you thinking about?”

My eyes were on my hands as I handled the vegetables. “Just work…”

“About that guy you saw last night?”

That was exactly who I was thinking about. “Just my article and stuff like that.”

“I’ve never seen you distracted before.”

“Well, it happens.” When the broccoli was dry, I threw it into the other pan and added salt and pepper.

When he was done with his task, he placed the chicken in the pan, and it really began to sizzle. Now, there was nothing to do except wait, so he leaned against the counter and looked at me.

I’d washed off my makeup because it was better to have no makeup than shitty makeup. My hair was still curled from the night before, but by tomorrow, it would be straight again. “It already smells good.”

He continued to watch me with that dark stare, like he was the one who was distracted now. He crossed his arms over his chest.

I felt like I was being interrogated with silence instead of words. “What?”

“I wasn’t going to say anything, but I worry about you.”

“What did I do to make you so worried about me?” I met his concern with coldness, because I didn’t need someone to worry about me.

“Don’t do that.”

“Do what?”

“Blow me off. Push me away. We’ve made so much progress, so don’t start this shit now. I’m in love with you, and I have every right to worry about you.”

I held his gaze for a few seconds before I looked at the food on the stove. I grabbed the spatula and stirred things around before I looked at him again.

“I know you share those stories with a comical slant, but I also know that’s not how they really play out. I know you’re dealing with the head of a big corporation that probably has ties that go deep underground. Whatever happened was big enough for you to call Charlie in the middle of an event.”

“I was just excited. You’re reading too much into it.”

“I was there when some guy tried to hurt you in an alleyway. What if I hadn’t been there?”

“I would’ve gotten away. I always get away.”

His tone deepened. “Doesn’t mean you’ll always get away. I don’t like this. I’ll never tell you what to do, but this scares me.”

I didn’t want to deal with this right now. We’d just gotten together, and now we had another obstacle to face. “Dax, please don’t.”

“I have to. I love you.”

“Look, we’re finally together, and we’re finally happy. Can we not ruin that by having a serious conversation about my job? I love my job and I’m not gonna stop doing it, so this conversation is pointless. Please don’t sabotage what we have.”

“I’m not sabotaging anything.” His dark eyes burned into mine like he was truly upset but doing his best to suppress it. “I care about you. A lot. I’m going to keep caring about you, so this is going to come up.”

“Then let’s worry about it later.”

He shook his head. “You can worry about it later, but I’ll always worry about it. I know you’re strong and smart, but you can’t win every