Sinners' Playground (The Harlequin Crew #1) - Caroline Peckham Page 0,137

dangerous but so, so fucking beautiful. I’d let my eyes melt in my head before I stopped staring.

“You’re gonna have to start charging me for those, J. That’s the second time you’ve pointed your dick at me for free,” she taunted, not giving me my answer.

“Why does it feel like I should be paying you for that?” I murmured and she laughed, poking me in the ribs.

I loved when she touched me. It reminded me she was really fucking here, not just some figment of my imagination. I’d woken up thinking she was still in my life a thousand times after she’d left. Over the years, that had happened less and less often, but it never went away altogether. It was cliché, but losing her had been like having a limb amputated. It was a part of me I always expected to be there instinctively, but as soon as I tried to pretend it was, I couldn’t function the same. Because she had been gone. And in some ways, I understood Fox and why he was acting like she was treasure and he was a dragon with the sole purpose to hoard it. But I also knew if we held onto her too tight, she’d run away again. And I would never forgive myself if that happened.

“How did you get here?” I asked. Fox was picking up her new ride tonight so it wouldn’t be much longer before she had something road worthy and I hadn’t realised he had actually decided to let her leave the house alone before then.

“Chase was meant to be watching me but he said he needed to go to Raiders Gym and gave me the option of coming to see you rather than going with him. He dropped me off on the way. I think he just wanted an excuse not to have to stay in my company,” she said with a shrug.

“Well…I’ve got some laundry to do for the club,” I said. “It’s not much fun, but you’d make it miles more interesting. Do you wanna join? I’ll drop you home after, like a good date.”

“Oh you’re dating me now, are you Johnny James?” she teased. “What would your boss think of that?”

“He’d think…I’m making sure his girl is looked after real good.” I flashed her a grin, twirled her under my arm then jogged toward my GT, tugging her along after me as she laughed.

I opened the door for her and she frowned at me like she wasn’t used to that while I smirked. “Don’t go getting any ideas about me being a gentleman.”

“Oh, I wasn’t. I’m trying to work out your angle.” She moved smoothly into the seat and I shut the door, heading around and dropping into the driver’s seat.

“Alright, I’ll come clean.” I turned to her, giving her a serious expression. “There’s an alien living up my butt called Al who makes me do weird shit sometimes.” I lunged at her, pinning her to the seat and tickling her sides.

“JJ!” she screamed, fighting back as I slid my hands under her top and tickled bare flesh while she writhed beneath me. I’d been hard before, but now I was going to have some real issues departing boner city.

“It’s not me, it’s the butt alien!” I cried, my fingers skimming her bra and her screams turned to gasps as my dick dug into her leg.

My hands fell still against her skin and I gazed down at her with my heart pounding harder than it had all through the show. God she was beautiful. Her lips were parted and wet and begging me to just-

“Al’s a pervert,” she said breathily, her eyes sparkling and with her colourful hair tumbling everywhere around her she looked like some kind of mythical creature. I wanted to tame it, catch it in a jar and keep it forever.

“Yeah, he’s a real dirty fucker,” I agreed then pushed off of the seat and dropped back into mine, rearranging my hair just so I had something to do with my hands. I started the engine while Rogue sat upright, straightening her little denim skirt and drawing my gaze to her tanned thighs before I focused on driving.

“I need to make a stop on the way to the launderette,” I told her. “That cool?”

“Sure,” she said lightly like my cock hadn’t just been making itself known about how much it had wanted to join in with our game. If anyone was a dirty alien pervert, it was him.

I drove