Page 40 of We The Depraved

Instantly, I stop caring about what she wants.

Good, I type back.

I was calling because when you left we didn’t end on that great of a note. I was thinking maybe we could have dinner soon?

If I’m not on my honeymoon, I reply.

She writes back with nothing but question marks. I bit my lip wondering why I even said any of that, as if I wanted Reese in my business.

Behind me, the door to the house opens and footsteps stall behind me.

“Making trouble?” Niki’s voice washes over me.

A shiver runs its way down my spine and I think of how he fucked me.

Girl you begged him to fuck you, I think to myself.

“Nope,” I turn and plaster a smile on my face. “In fact, just the opposite.”

He quirks a brow. “What’s that mean? That sounds like trouble.”

“I’m preparing myself for you,” I step in close to him.

He doesn’t smile, in fact his face is emotionless. His green eyes just track my movements.

“I have to let you know,” I warn him. “When I dance…men become fucking obsessed with me.”

With ease, I push up against him, my hand cups the hard on in his slacks. He’s already growing against my hand.

“I don’t think you want me obsessed, Kitten.”

Gently I squeeze and begin to kneed him like dough, until he’s so hard in my hands I fear he’ll bend me over the railing and fuck me like a stallion.

I want him to though.

The sex with him was so good.

To goddamn good and I didn’t even come.

“Maybe I do,” I ease up on my tip toes, my mouth hovers near his. “Maybe we’d both like you being obsessed.”

“Don’t play games, Sage. I’ve already shown you that I’m not afraid to fuck your brains out.”

That gets a smile out of me.

“Promises, promises,” my tongue eases out and I lick his lips, like I’m licking cream from a bowl.

I force myself to step away and he just stares.

“Silver’s bringing me a few things,” I tell him. “Hope that won’t be a problem?”

“No,” he says quickly.

My eyes dart to the bulge in his pants. There is no hiding that fucking hard on. Niki Safaryan is packing for an older man and I know he’s got stamina. He could go for a few hours, even though we only went for maybe thirty minutes the other night. Even when he came, he’d remained hard.

Scary Russian dick, I think.

My pussy starts to tingle.