Black Jack (Advantage Play #5) - Kelsie Rae Page 0,32

doing me a big ass favor, yet I’m asking you to do another one for me. If you don’t want to––”

“I’ll do it.”

I feel like my eyes are going to pop out of my head as I stumble back a foot or two and mutter, “Yeah?”

“Yeah. I’ll help you out. But only because I’m feeling generous today.”

I laugh. “Good to know.”

“Mmhmm. You can thank me by getting dressed.”

My chin drops to my chest as I take in my bare torso. “I’m sorry, does this bother you?”

“You walking around naked? Yeah. It does.”

Another laugh escapes me. “Are you body shaming me?”

She rolls her eyes but doesn’t check out my half-naked body the way I expect her to. Hell, I’m almost offended. I’ve worked hard for this thing.

My feet scuff against the cold floor on their own accord, bringing me closer to Bianca as if they have a mind of their own.

“Are you?” I growl.

“Am I what?” she breathes as I crowd her personal space.

“Body shaming me?”

Her tongue darts out from between her lips, but she keeps her chin held high and her eyes sharp as a tack. “You know you’re attractive, Jacky Boy.”

“Do I?”

“Yes.”

“Yet, my fiancée wants me fully clothed in my own home,” I point out, inching closer. When her back hits the wall behind her, I add, “Should I be offended?”

“Are you demanding we make clothing optional?”

I grin before scanning her curves from head to toe. “Demanding is such a…strong word. Suggesting is a more fitting term, don’t you think?”

Her lips pucker before she stands on her tiptoes. Those same dark, painted lips brush against the shell of my ear as she purrs, “Then I suggest you put some clothes on, Jack.”

“And if I don’t?”

She drags her hand down my chest before unknotting the towel around my waist with a confidence that’s hot as hell. My dick jerks with interest as my towel pools at our feet. Then her cool palm grabs hold of my junk and squeezes. “Don’t act like you make the rules around here, Jack. You want me. And if you ever want a chance of me rubbing your long, hard cock for more than a few seconds, then you’re going to acknowledge that I’m the one who makes the rules, and you’ll go put some clothes on. We clear?”

“Shit,” I curse under my breath, my attention dropping down to the view of her dainty hand cupping me. My hips thrust forward in response, and I realize I’m helpless against her. With a flick of her wrist, she changed the game. Hell, she thinks she’s won. All because she knows I’m attracted to her and that I like it when she touches me.

But if she thinks she owns me, she’s sorely mistaken.

Her satisfied grin transforms into a gasp as my fingers dart out and engulf her wrist. With a quick twist, I spin her around and pin her arm behind her back before shoving her front into the wall. It isn’t gentle. It’s meant to prove a point. One that I’ll only prove once. Then I grind myself into her, making sure she can feel every inch against her ass as I barely restrain the groan that claws its way up my throat.

“You’re sexy, Bianca, and I’m not going to lie and say you don’t affect me, or that I don’t like it when your hand is wrapped around my cock. But if you think you can control me because of it, or that I’m an innocent little virgin boy who doesn’t know what you’re up to, then you’re in for a rude awakening. We clear?”

Her breathing is ragged, but she doesn’t answer me so I wrench her arm a little higher, then snake my arm around her waist and pull her fully against me, splaying my hand along her lower stomach until my pinky rests just above her pubic bone.

“We clear?” My heated breath makes the wisps of hair against her cheek dance along her skin.

She swallows and closes her eyes before choking out, “Yeah. We’re clear.”

“Good girl.”

Then I release her and retreat back to my room before jacking off to the image of us finishing what she started.

Within minutes, her name is murmured like a prayer. And it’s the best damn orgasm of my life.

14

Bianca

I’ve been tiptoeing around him ever since our little rendezvous in the hallway, and he hasn’t bothered to hunt me down. I’ve never liked being out of control when it comes to sex. I might let my customers think they