I could just not believe this.
“I’m asking you to do something nice for a kid and you’re asking… you’re… I don’t believe you.”
“Maybe I should tell you somethin’ about me. I learned early you don’t do somethin’ for nothin’ and you get the best deal out of your end as you can. I want you. I want to taste you. I want to f**k you. I want to make you come and I want to hear you moan my name when you do so I know that you know it’s me who made you come. You don’t agree, I don’t see Roam.”
I frowned at him. “I think you might just be a bastard,” I snapped.
“Get over it,” he returned.
I stayed silent trying hard not to scratch his eyes out or knee him in the balls.
“Jules, you want it too,” he told me and even though he was right, it still pissed me off.
“All right, fine,” I clipped. “Tomorrow night.”
God, the things I did for my boys.
He rolled into me again, pushing me to my back and I glared at him.
“Is our talk over?” I asked irritably.
“Yeah,” he said but the change was over him and he was smiling at me. It was a small smile but a satisfied one.
“Good, then you can go.”
“In a minute.” His face was coming toward mine.
“No. Now,” I ordered.
“Not until I’ve had another sample.”
“Crowe!” I got out before he kissed me.
I pushed against him and tried to pull away but he rolled fully on top of me, pressing me into the bed and insisting with his tongue that I open my mouth. I resisted, trying to twist my head away but he didn’t stop. His hands were moving on my body when his head finally came up.
“Tomorrow night,” I said.
He didn’t say anything just looked at me with his eyes soft and sexy. His hand went under my shirt, sliding up the skin of my midriff and my body froze. It did this mainly because the tingles had started and the warmth of his hand felt nice but I was still trying to resist.
His head came back down again and his lips hit mine at about the time his hand cupped my breast.
My mouth opened in a gasp, his tongue slid in, my body melted, the tingles took over and Vance got his sample.
Chapter Six
Superheroes
After Vance got his sample, he kissed my mouth lightly a few times then lifted up and kissed my forehead then he was gone.
I lay in bed for awhile, recovering.
Then I lay in bed for awhile wondering how in the hell I was going to get out of tomorrow night.
I couldn’t sleep with Vance. Not only would he find out I was a virgin, I had no idea what I was doing (mainly because I was a virgin).
He was obviously good at it. I even knew a few women who knew firsthand he was good at it. How embarrassing would it be when I was not good at it?
I decided to think about it later, much later, after I’d jumped a plane to Nicaragua tomorrow afternoon and disappeared off Vance Crowe radar.