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CHAPTER ELEVEN

GRIZ

Fuck me. No other woman has ever been as sweet as Marley is. Just the taste of her alone is enough to make me an addict for her pussy. I could eat her all day long and never get bored of it. Her responses for me . . . shit, no one has ever come as hard as she did. Her juices drenched my cock, coated my tongue, and sealed itself in my memory.

If she thinks she can really get away with thinking this shit was happening for one night only, she’s wrong as hell. That wasn’t going to fly. Seeing her at the diner with Deputy fuckwad Riggs, I made the decision she was gonna be mine, and I wasn’t going to change it.

Now, I have to get her to see my way of thinking.

Breathing heavily, I reluctantly pull from the depths of her sweetness and collapse next to her, pulling her into me. No way am I going to lay here and not have her in my arms. Even if I have to get up and take care of the condom. It’s lucky I’d even remembered to put one on in the first place. I’d been hard as hell and ready to fuck her.

“Give me a sec, sweets. I’ll get rid of the condom, and we’ll go again.” I press a kiss to her temple and take a breath.

“Again?” she whispers, lifting her head from my chest. “Not possible.”

“Again,” I confirm, grinning. “It’s very much possible, baby, and I’ll prove it to you.”

Fuck getting up. Discarding the condom quickly, I snag another, rip the wrapper open, and slide it into place. Rolling Marley to her back, I come over her, between her legs, and slide right back into her heated, slick pussy.

“Fuck yeah, sweets, you’re gonna burn me alive with how hot your pussy is for me.”

“How can you be hard again already?”

I grin down at her at the astonishment of her question.

“‘Cause I’ve wanted nothing more than to be right here for the last three weeks. I jacked off more times than you can count to that picture you sent me. Fuck me, I’d think of you playing with yourself and come hard just thinking about how hot you’d be for me.”

Moving inside her, I want to demand that she acknowledge there was something between us. That she was going to be mine. If that means spending the rest of the night inside her, then so damn be it. It won’t be a problem for me. Just means I’ll enjoy exhausting us both until daybreak. Then again come morning.

“You need to leave, I have plans today,” she murmurs sleepily.

“What plans would those be?” I ask, stroking my hand along her spine.

“Doesn’t matter what they are, just that I have them.” Even as she says this, she snuggles into my chest.

“I know you don’t work weekends, so what’re your plans?”

If she thinks she’s doing anything today that doesn’t involve me, she’s in for one hell of a surprise.

“How do you know I don’t work weekends?” Marley lifts her head off my chest enough to meet my gaze with her inquisitive eyes.

Swear I’ll tie her to the bed if I have to and make her scream in all the right ways. The idea holds merit. I wouldn’t mind seeing her tied up and ready for me to treat her to all the pleasure I could give her.

There’ll be time for that later.

The two of us still need to have our conversation.

“Already told you, I’ve got my ways of finding out information when I wanna know something.”

Keys had been generous in getting me info on her. I hadn’t wanted him to get everything on her. Her life story is something she can share with me herself.

“You looked into me? How much did you look?”

Now, why would she ask that?

“Got something to hide, sweets?”

“My life isn’t any of your business.” Marley shoves away, rolls, and goes to get out of her bed.

I let her do all of this before reaching for her. I grab her at the waist, drag her back into the bed roll her back to her back, and come over her. “Told you already I was making you my business. That you and me, we’re gonna work this shit out between the two of us.”

“And I told you, Griz, that it was only going to be one night. Night’s over. Time for you to go.”

“Oh, I don’t think so.”

“Why’s that?” There’s no missing the snarky tone in her voice.

“Because, Marley, baby, the way you lit up for me last night, no way in hell I won’t be getting back in there.”

“You’re delusional, Griz.”

“That’s not what you were saying the third and fourth time I fucked you.”

She’d been begging for me to take her harder. To give her everything I had to give, and I’d done it. I fucked her hard. Fucked her rough. Fucked her without holding back. Only during the last bout did I flip positions up to have her ride my cock while I watched her ride me. Damn, the sight was a beautiful thing, and I look forward to enjoying her riding me again.

Maybe I’ll even record her doing it. Get something for when I’m on a run. It’d be better than a damn photo, for sure. Especially with the way she goes wild for me.

“Screw you,” she snaps, shoves at my chest, her nostrils flaring. “Get off me.”

“I get off you, you gotta lose the attitude ‘cause we still have shit to talk about.”

We had to talk. Especially about the fact someone broke into her house, and she didn’t seem phased by it. Didn’t even blink. Just cleaned the shit up and went on with her business.

“We don’t have anything to talk about.” She huffs, drops her hands, and glares.

“Baby, we do, and you know it.”

Deciding to change tactics. I roll off Marley, out of the bed, and snag my jeans off the floor. I pull them on, leaving them undone. I turn back to her and stretch a hand out to her. “Come on, sweets, let’s get some coffee and talk.”

Marley looks at me for a moment like she’s trying to decide whether or not she should or maybe could. Whichever, it didn’t matter. She was going to do it regardless.

Ignoring my hand, Marley gets out of the bed, walking–not bothered by being naked in front of me–to her bathroom, closing the door behind her. Moments later, she comes out, still naked, and walks straight to me. Only then does she squat down, grab my tee, and pull it on, covering her body.

Fuck me. I can see it now. She’s going to be a pain in my ass. But in my gut, I know it’ll be damn worth it.