Page 35 of Craving Her
“Push me, Peaches. I want you to. Let’s see how much you like my punishment. I promise you that if you keep it up, I’ll have you begging to come for days before I’ll let you find relief.”
Holy shit.
I want to push him, but I’m scared. I think we both know he’s capable of making me beg. I’m not sure I’m strong enough to push him away, either. Especially not now that I know how much pleasure he can give me. I snap my mouth shut and refuse to look at him. I have to be very careful here. I need to get free from him and find a way to stay far, far away when I do. Right now, I think it might be safer to just fall into line. I’m going to have to pick my battles where Torin’s involved. I’ll be back in college on Monday, and I’ll make my escape then.
What harm can one more night with the big dummy do?
Crap, crap, crap.
Chapter 18
Joker
“How’re your balls?” Heavy laughs.
“Fuck off,” I mutter, not wanting to see him. It’s not that he’s not a great guy, because he is. It’s the fact that my woman had his shirt on last night and he carried her away from me. Motherfucker is lucky he’s not breathing through a straw.
“You’re awfully testy. Still in pain?” he teases.
I roll my eyes. “Is there a reason you’re here annoying me, Heavy?”
“How am I annoying you?” he asks, not bothering to hide his laughter.
“By breathing my air,” I grumble, and he lets out a loud chuckle as if I just told the best joke ever.
“I can only take your sour attitude as proof you weren’t able to win over our little badass.”
“Her name is Skylar,” I grumble.
“She’s ‘little badass’ around here.”
“Well, she’s my old lady. So, maybe stick with just her name. I don’t like other men calling her names that might make them even glance at her ass.”
He looks at me like I’m insane, and fuck, maybe I am. Then all at once he lets out this loud belly laugh. I guess I should beglad he at least finds me entertaining because there’s no way in hell he’s going to listen to what I tell him to do.
“You got it bad,” he mutters. “You sound like I used to be over my Benita.”
I instantly feel guilty. I do a lot of business for the club with the Cincy chapter. I’ve gotten to know all of them pretty well. Heavy lost Benita unexpectedly. He grieves for her every day. He’s a lucky S-O-B to have had that kind of love in his life.
“Yeah, I do,” I admit. “She’s too young for me.”
“Young is good. You can spend time showing them exactly what you like and helping her discover what she likes.”
I shake my head. “Skylar deserves better than me.”
“So, you’re saying you’re going to step aside and let some other asshole claim her?”
“Hell no,” I snap, making him laugh.
“Good. I was starting to worry you were going stupid on me, son.”
“You’re not that much older than me, Heavy. Drop the son crap.”
“Where is little Miss Skylar?” he asks, taking a swig of his beer and leaning back against his seat.
“Hiding somewhere with Trudy. Supposedly studying for her exam tomorrow,” I mutter.
“You have her running scared already?”