Page 78 of Stand: Part One

I considered it for a moment as I stepped into her space, towering over her small frame and forcing her head to tilt back to meet my heated gaze. The thought of chasing her down and fucking her tight little body into the ground again had my dick pressing painfully into the seam of my sweatpants.

Decided, I shook my head at her offering. “This isn’t double or nothing, little girl. You’re going to have to do better than that to entice me into chasing you through the woods.”

She arched a brow, no doubt her bullshit meter blaring alarm bells in her head. She knew damn well I didn’t need any further enticing besides the opportunity itself to chase her down and fuck her in the dirt like an animal. But that didn’t mean I wouldn’t make her beg me for it.

“Fine, what else do you want that you couldn’t possibly already wrench from me?” she asked with adorable disdain.

The corners of my lips curled as I slowly dragged the tip of my finger down her temple, reveling in how soft her pale skin was. “I want you…to initiate.”

Her brows knitted together in confusion, her voice carrying an edge of caution. “Initiate what?”

“Sex.”

Jaden’s gaze sharpened as she paused for a moment, her features stoic while she clenched her jaw. Her glossy hazel eyes hunted for the scent of suspicion, staring up at me with obvious skepticism. And then she rolled her eyes.

“And here I thought you were going to request something difficult.”

I grinned at her boldness, loving how dismissive she was while covering up the fact that she was secretly panicking inside. I’d never cared about her initiating before, only because we only ever fucked when I wanted to. But now, I wanted to see what she looked like when she chased her own desire.

“And I want you to do it before the week is over,” I added. That would only give her four days to find the courage, but I had faith she would find it somewhere. “But if you fail to meet that deadline, your privilege of ever negotiating with me again will cease to exist.” I wouldn’t tolerate her nerves delaying what I was owed for even one second.

She huffed out a breath, the scowl growing on her face, becoming more adorable by the second. “Fine, but if I win, I want the Ferrari,” she demanded.

I chuckled softly, my chest warming with eager anticipation. “Of course, you do.”

Truthfully, I didn’t give a flying fuck what she wanted or what she was willing to sacrifice. Jaden was going to lose anyway, but she seemed to think she had some kind of winning chance if she was willing to engage with me again. She must have had something good up her sleeve. Otherwise, she wouldn’t enter a losing battle just for shits and giggles.

Either way, if my hot little wife was up for round two, then who was I to deny myself?

“Alright, hotshot, let’s go,” I said, directing her out of my gym.

A wicked smile spread across her face as we walked through the house and out to the backyard to the tree line. I couldn’t wait to wipe it off her face when her pussy was stuffed full with my cock.

“You’re only getting five minutes this time,” I told her once we stopped at the tree line.

Alarm flashed across her pretty hazel eyes for only a second before she quickly recovered.

“That’s fine,” she said, cracking her neck and rolling her shoulders.

Grinning to myself, I lifted my wrist to start the timer on my watch. “Good luck, little girl,” I taunted before pressing the timer. “Go.”

Jaden took off into the trees, her sprint noticeably faster than a week ago. I couldn’t deny that she had been working very hard ever since I finally gave her the green light to do whatever she wanted to regain her former glory. The results were impressive in such a short span of time. I hoped I wouldn’t derail them when I finally caught her.

Adrenaline began to pump through my veins as the timer counted down the final ten seconds, the thrill of the chase lighting my primal urges on fire. When the alarm finally sounded, I stormed off into the trees, intending to catch Jaden quickly instead of toying with her like I had last time.

It only took me seven minutes before I finally had her in my sights. She had conveniently requested the rematch right when I had finished training as if she could catch me at a disadvantage. The idea was cute, but it would never make a bit of a difference. I could be bedridden with the fucking flu, and I’d still own her ass.

With me closing in on my pretty little target, I noticed Jaden’s speed was actually spanning more ground than she had last time, which was a good sign. But whatever new “strategy” she had planned was enough to pique my curiosity, my speed slowing down just enough to give her time to put the base point within her sights.

At the sound of my advancement, Jaden kicked up her pace, closing the distance between her and her target. Deciding to end the charade, I pushed just a little harder until she was nearly in my grasp.

The pole was only maybe ten feet in front of her when my arm reached out to swipe at her waist. But just as my fingertips graced her hair, Jaden ducked low and somersaulted hard onto the ground, rolling right out of my reach as I raced past her.

Spinning on my heels, I shot around with just enough time to see her tumble the rest of the way to the pole until she essentially crashed right into it, catching it with her hands and holding tight.

Did Jaden seriously just fucking trip?

Concerned, I came to a full stop, worried that she might have actually hurt herself. But what I saw instead could only be described as the biggest victory smile I’d ever seen plastered all over her beautiful face.