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Page 16 of Guy (House of Frazier #4)

Amber wasn’t sure how to handle this new Guy.

He was acting like a wounded dog, no pun intended, she thought to herself.

He was apologetic and quiet. While he would answer her if she had any questions, he didn’t seem to have much in the way of opinions either.

She flat-out didn’t care for this man that he’d become.

“I have to go write for a while.” That was another thing.

When he said that he had to write for a while, he meant just that.

If he didn’t go and sit at his computer for a few hours at a time working like a man possessed, he’d be antsy and sulky—more than before.

Always looking at the door to his office in a forlorn sort of way.

Again, she didn’t care for this man. She thought that she’d like the rude man just so she didn’t feel bad when she took him to task. “I’ll be in my office if you need me.”

“I do need you.” Guy didn’t move but glanced at the door again, like it were almost an escape from talking to her. “I need you to have sex with me. I need it like it’s my next breath.”

“Sex?” She nodded at him, and when he smiled, she could tell it was forced. “Would you like to have it now? I mean, I’m always willing if that’s what you want.”

“What do you want?” He seemed to be confused by the question. “Do you want to have sex with me? Or are you happy with the arrangements that we have going on right now?”

“I never thought about it.” He looked sheepish for a second before he looked at her again.

“I mean, I’ve thought about it. A great deal, but I don’t want you to feel like I’m forcing you.

” He looked away towards the door again.

“I think that’s the reason that I write so much while you’re here.

So I don’t jump you when you get close to me. ”

“Why didn’t you ever say anything to me before?” He shrugged. “Guy? Tell me why you didn’t say anything before? Is it me?”

“No, it’s not you, but me. I’m…I’m—fuck.

I’m trying so hard to be what you want me to be that I feel as if I’m losing a part of myself to trying to be this other person that you need me to be.

I can be that way, but I find that I’m thinking too hard on what I want to say and discarding everything in favor of not blowing up.

” He grabbed the door jam, and she could see his fingers digging deeply into the wood.

“I don’t want to be rude, but there are times when I feel as if I can’t talk to you because I’m afraid of saying the wrong thing.

Like, there are things that I want to talk to you about that I can’t because of the hold you have over me. ”

“I never wanted you to be a different person. I just wanted to be able to have a conversation with you and you not biting my head off.” He told her that he didn’t have any idea how to do that anymore. “So you want to be rude all the time.”

“No. Damn it, that’s not what I said at all.

” He started down the hall, and she thought that he was leaving her, but all he did was pace it.

She watched as he mumbled to himself something about rudeness getting him nowhere.

“I’m learning here. Or trying to learn how to be this person that everyone wants me to be.

But I’m not a person anymore. I don’t know that I ever was.

I never thought of myself as being rude, but just blunt.

Sort of in the mindset that if you ask me a question, I’m going to give you the answer, whether it hurts your feelings or not.

I’m beginning to see that I could have tempered it a bit, but I’m lost in the process of being this entirely different man than I want to be. ”

“So you thought that not talking at all was the way to go.” He stared at her, and she could see that it was exactly what he thought. “I want you to be able to talk to me. I would love to talk to you about your day, but getting one syllable words out of you doesn’t feel right either.”

“You want to know how my day is going? It’s shit if you want to know the truth.

I have this beautiful mate in my home, and I’m wondering all the time if she’d rather be in her own home.

So you know, if that’s what you want, I’ll live wherever you want to go.

But I can’t ask you because I’m forever thinking how to say something to you until the moment is gone.

” He washed his hand over his face as he continued.

“I’m sleeping down the hall from you, and all I can think about is that we should be sharing a bed.

Not even counting on sex to play into it, just sleeping together would be wonderful.

I have this book that plays on my mind a great deal, too, but it keeps getting messed up with having you beneath me.

I want to solve Belinda’s murder, too, but I don’t know how to get started on it without stepping on a lot of toes and pissing people off.

Did you know that the police have a video of the murder, but they don’t know how to figure out who it is?

Not to mention, your brother and sister did it.

How will that go over with you, knowing that the man we just got out of some of his debt is a murderer twice over?

He has it in his head that he killed your father, too.

Just because he had mentioned once that he had some insurance on himself that would take care of them after he was gone.

What sort of sick kid does that when they’re only about thirteen years old?

I don’t know the answer to that either. I have all this shit in my head, and the only one that I can think of most of the time is making love to you. ”

“I’d very much like that too.” She thought about what he’d told her about Shawn.

“I don’t know what to do about my brother either.

Nor Margaret. Did I tell you that the doctor said that she has the mentality of someone about half her age?

That’s about the time she killed mom.” She started toward him.

“How about we take care of these issues by importance. You and I will make love, and then we’ll tackle the other things. One at a time.”

She stood in front of him as he held onto the wall.

If he kept up with digging his nails into the wood, they were going to need more than just a makeover, but new walls put in.

Reaching up, she pulled his hand off the wall and put it around her waist. Leaning in, she kissed him on the mouth gently before moving to his throat.

His low growl made her wet just like that.

“What do you suppose sex with me is going to resolve? I’m betting not much. I’ve not had a lot of practice at making love. For some reason, women were turned off by my ordering them around.”

“You can order me around all you want.” Running her hand down his chest to his cock, she cupped him in her hand. “Like you could order me to suck your cock for you until you come all over me and I’d do it to the best of my abilities.”

Guy rolled his hips so that her hand filled with his cock. As he gently fucked her hand, she used her free one to undo the buttons on the front of his shirt. Once she had that finished, he didn’t move until she was pulling it free of his pants and running her hand over his muscles there.

“You’re all right with me ordering you around in the bedroom.” She said she was all right with him ordering her around, no matter where they were having sex. “You want me right here in this hallway? Do you really want me to come all over you?”

“Oh yes, I do very much so.” Getting down on her knees to prove what she wanted from him, she was working his belt open when he put his hand on her head. “Tell me what you want, Guy. I’m here to please you.”

“Take my cock into your mouth and suck me.” His voice was rough and hard. It made her pussy gush with wetness that she knew he could smell when his nostrils flared. “Before you take my cock into your mouth, I want you to strip down to your warm body so that I can see what I’m getting.”

She was so wet when she pulled her panties off first. Tossing them through the air, he caught them up in his hand and took them to his face. Christ, that movement alone had her coming with a short, hard punch to her system that had her leaning against his body until she could see straight again.

“Next time you come without me telling you, you’ll be punished. Do you understand me?” She said that she did, but she no longer recognized her own voice when she spoke. “Strip down to nothing right now.”

Hurrying through the process of taking off her clothing made her clumsy.

Once she had her blouse off, she sat there stupidly, not having any idea where to go next.

His small growl had her taking off her bra and skirt so that she was just as naked as he wanted her to be.

Without a word to him, she undid his pants and freed his cock.

He was so thick that she couldn’t put her fingers around him and have them touch. Licking his crown, she stuck her tongue into the tiny eye and played with him. Cupping his balls into her hand, she marveled at their warmth and fullness as she took his cock into her mouth.

His knees shook against her body. She wasn’t sure if he was having a difficult time standing up or what was going on with him.

As she swallowed him down past the tightness of her throat.

She knew a feeling that she’d never felt before.

It was the best feeling in the world. Guy put his hand on the back of her head and held her there while he fucked her mouth and throat.