Series: Renee Rose
Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 56583 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56583 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
My phone rings, and I think we’re both grateful for the distraction.
“Go ahead,” she tells me, motioning for me to pick it up.
It’s Marco. “Hey,” I say as I regain my composure. Hannah and I were about to go down a path that I wasn’t ready for yet. I could tell she was going to start asking me questions I didn’t have answers for. At least not the right ones.
“Meet me at Sins tonight. Leo is also coming—”
“I’m with Hannah,” I interrupt, using her as my excuse to not attend the sex club that Marco loves to frequent.
“I know. Bring her. Leo and I are both bringing women as well. It can be one of those triple dates that the normal people do.”
“We are far from normal,” I say. “Hannah and I have had a long day—”
“Do I have to use the ‘bullet in the ass’ card to get you to do something with your cousin?” Marco cuts in. “Because I will. My ass will forever be scarred, and—”
“Marco wants us to go out with him and Leo tonight. They have dates,” I say to Hannah.
Her eyebrow spikes, and she smiles. “That sounds like fun.”
I shake my head and mouth the words ‘no’.
“It would be nice to see them again,” she continues, ignoring me.
“It’s a sex club,” I blurt out, knowing that will be enough to scare her away.
She tilts her head. “Really?”
“Stop trying to talk her out of it, dickhead,” Marco chimes in from the other side of the phone. “Don’t make her think it’s all leather and orgies.”
Hannah’s smile grows. “We like sex.” I can’t tell if she’s teasing me or not. But she genuinely doesn’t seem afraid of the idea.
“My bullet ass will see you at Sins at nine,” Marco says and hangs up before giving me an opportunity to argue any further.
“There’s a sex club in Chicago?” Hannah asks.
“Several, but this one is tamer as far as sex clubs go. It’s more of a high-end nightclub where there are no rules when it comes to public sex, nudity, sharing and so on.”
“Will we have to have sex there?”
I choke on an unexpected laugh. “No, Flowers. We don’t have to do anything.”
“Will you want to?”
I pause to consider the idea. I’ve had sex at Sins before. But never with someone I considered mine. And Hannah is most definitely mine. I don’t share. I don’t even want anyone to look at her. I’d snap the neck of anyone at the club who even dared do a double take in her direction.
I take a step toward her and reach for her arm, tugging her against me. “What I want is sex now.”
She looks up at me, her eyes meeting mine. A smirk spreads across her face as she runs her hands up my chest and around my neck, pulling me into a deep kiss. Our lips move in sync as she pushes me back onto the bed, straddling me.
“I'm sorry,” she says. “For my... mood.”
I shake my head. “Never apologize for your feelings, Flowers. I need them. I crave them.”
“I don't do well with unstable,” she says.
“I get it. I do.”
My hands find their way to her waist, gripping her tightly as she grinds against me. I work my hands under her shirt, feeling the softness of her breasts, teasing her nipples into hard peaks. She arches her back, pressing her ass against my cock.
I give a firm squeeze, eliciting a gasp and moan from her full, pouty lips.
“I don't have the right answers to your questions. I'm not ever going to be that man. But what I can give you—” Tugging her shirt over her head, her breasts bounce with the motion, and I take a second to simply stare.
I then work a hand between her legs, rubbing her clit through her panties, drawing a moan from her. A sly grin splits her face, and she slides her panties and then her skirt off, revealing everything.
I unbuckle my belt and reach for my zipper. Hannah grabs my hands and laces her fingers with mine. Our eyes lock as she unzips my pants and tugs my belt off. She holds my belt in her teeth, and she shakes her head back and forth. I chuckle at her, and she spits it out, licking her lips seductively. She reaches for my pants, pulling them off and tossing them to the side.
Her legs wrap around me as she pulls me close, grinding against me. I slip my hand under her, but she slaps my hand away. Instead, she reaches down between us, her delicate fingers searching for my cock. Her fingertips find the head, and she rubs against it, spreading my pre-cum over her pussy lips.
I reach into the nightstand and draw out a condom. I shudder when she grabs it and slides it on, groaning at the feeling of her hand moving over me. She straddles me again, sliding down over my rock hard cock.