“Leo calls me Queen Crash and Burn. I flirt then I leave them hanging.”
“Babe,” was his reply.
“It didn’t occur to me but I guess I do this.”
“My boys call you Mistress Blueballs.”
My body got tight and his hand slid into my nightshirt, pushing it up.
“They do?” I asked.
“Yep,” he answered, the nightshirt still going up.
“Elvira said they don’t gossip.”
The nightshirt went way up, my arms were forced to go up with it then it was gone.
Totally a take it off because it gets in the way man.
His hand slid down my back and right into my panties to cup my ass.
Mm. Nice.
“They don’t talk around Elvira,” he went on. “They learned. She’s pathologically friendly, in your business and adopts every woman who drifts in and out of their lives. Hard to scrape someone off when you’re workin’ with their new best friend.”
Hmm. This said a lot, since she’d done this with me and Hawk apparently didn’t give a shit.
I decided maybe for now I should let that one go.
“Mistress Blueballs?” I prompted.
“You know I’ve watched you. They saw it happen. You give all the right signals, the promise of you so hot they’d sell an organ to get in there then you close down.”
Hmm.
His hand at my ass pulled me deeper into his body as his knee forced its way between my legs so I had no choice but to hitch my leg around his hip and his head came up before his face disappeared in my neck.
“What else was decided tonight?” he whispered against my skin, I shivered and my arms slid around him, the one at the bottom forcing its way under his weight so I could get to the sleek skin and muscled contours of his back.
“They gave me food for thought,” I replied also in a whisper and felt his smile against my neck.
“Right,” he returned quietly then I felt his tongue.
Mm.
My hands started moving on his back as I pressed my h*ps into his and his thigh moved higher.
Mm.
“Troy says you’re gonna walk all over me,” I announced for reasons unknown even to me and I said it. “In combat boots,” I finished.
His head went back to the pillows. “You talked with Troy?”
I nodded against the pillows, wishing I hadn’t said anything because saying something lost me his mouth. “After Ginger.”
“Babe, he doesn’t know me enough to say shit like that.”
“He said the same thing. You didn’t know him enough to say what you said to him.”