To My Arrogant Boss (The Inappropriate Bachelors #2) - J. S. Cooper Page 0,31
then I watched as she pushed a finger into her mouth and started sucking.
“I didn’t know you sucked your thumb,” I said in a deadpan voice and I heard Jane giggling.
“I don’t suck my thumb,” Plastic Titties responded. “But I do like sucking.” She stared directly at my crotch.
At least now, Jane knew that I wasn’t making this shit up. Women wanted me and they wanted me bad. If I wanted to fuck Plastic Titties in the steam room up against the glass door, she wouldn’t say no.
“I like women that like sucking.” I grinned back, deciding to have a little fun with the situation. I wasn’t interested in this lady, but I didn’t want Jane thinking that I had no other options besides than her.
“Oh yeah …” She took a step closer to the treadmill. “You wanna hear a secret?”
“Sure.” I shrugged, not really caring what she had to tell me.
“I’m not wearing any panties.” She winked and I stared at her in disgust. At one point in my life that would have made me harder than a rock and more excited than a kid in a candy store, but today, I couldn’t care less about her lack of underwear. Most probably because the lady who was now blatantly staring at us was the only one in my mind. I compared Plastic Titties’s secret to the one that Jane had told me earlier about enjoying painting. She’d given me a small glimpse into her life and I’d shared far too much of my own, but it felt kinda nice. Unlike now. Now felt dirty—and not in the good way.
“Do you need some money?” I asked her.
“Sorry, what?”
“To buy some new ones.” I was rewarded by the sound of Jane snorting with laughter. Plastic Titties just stood there, looking confused.
“No, I’m fine.” She blinked and shook her head. “Look, I’m going to go and do some pushups. I’ll be in the steam room in about twenty minutes if you want to have some fun.” And then she walked away.
“I see you have a friend,” Jane said as the woman walked away.
I studied her face but I couldn’t tell what she was thinking. “Oh?”
“Is that the same friend that you were telling me about before? The one you did?”
“The one I did?”
“The one you slept with?”
“Did I say I slept with her?” I raised an eyebrow. I knew full well that I’d never claimed to have slept with Plastic Titties.
“I don’t know.” She shrugged and looked away. “You were saying something outrageous.”
“But don’t I always?”
“Yes, yes, you do.” She smiled and then reached forward and pressed stop on her treadmill. “Okay, I’m done on this thing.” She got off and looked around. “I’m going to try something else now.”
“Okay, where shall we go next?”
“I’m not a little kid, you don’t need to follow me around the gym.” She laughed. “I can figure stuff out.”
“Fine, if you don’t want my help.”
“I don’t.” She laughed. “I’m not looking for a personal trainer, and certainly not one that acts like Jillian on The Biggest Loser.”
“Who?”
“Jillian was this hardcore coach on this TV show I used to watch.” She put her hands on her hips. “Let’s just say I don’t need anyone to kick my butt into shape. If me not working out super hardcore means I will always have a fat ass, well, so be it.”
“You don’t have a fat ass.” I looked down, but I couldn’t see her ass because she was facing me.
“How would you know?”
“Because I’ve felt it and seen it.” I winked at her. “And trust me, your ass is the right amount of plumpness.”
“Well, thanks. I think.” She shook her head. “I don’t know what to say to that.” I could tell she didn’t know if she should tell me off or not. I could also tell from the tinge in her cheeks that she was at least a little flattered.
“To be honest, your entire body is pretty banging. Your tits look pretty juicy as well, if I do say so myself.”
“Okay, Tate,” She glared at me. “You’ve crossed the line again.”
“Oops.” I slapped myself on the side of my face. “My bad.”
“Uh huh.” She looked at my face and raised an eyebrow. “You hit yourself hard there.”
“I did?”
She nodded. “I can see the handprint on your cheek.”
“You want to kiss it better for me?”
“Hmm, what do you think?” she said with a grin and then walked away before I could respond.