orgasm crashed into me speeding me away with him.
Wild and uncontrolled, Dare defined beauty. His face tightened and then relaxed. I fell a tiny bit in love with the wild man who surged inside me.
Gasping and sweaty, he lowered us to the floor before he fell back, sprawled on my carpet. I’d felled the giant. I giggled.
Dare opened one eye, staring at me. “What?”
I shook my head. “I’m amazed at the wildness. Made me feel like a conquering hero.” I hugged him close, lying on top of him.
“You conquered me. First you give the best head, then cook for me, and now your pussy does tricks.” He swatted my nose.
I lifted my damp hair off my neck. “Should cut this wild mess,” I muttered, making the empty threat I did every day.
“I like those red curls all messy and tumbled.” He lifted his head and kissed my lips.
“Me too, sometimes anyway.” I swiped his nose before I stood.
“Where you going, Red?” He sat up.
“Got to get to work. We have a bazillion clients this week.” I turned in a circle, trying to find my panties. Giving up, I ran into the bedroom for another pair. I came back out in new black lace panties.
“Liked your bare ass jiggling.” Dare hadn’t moved. Lazy man. “I want to spend some time playing with it.”
“Too bad. This ass has work to do.” I gave him a sassy smile and pulled on my jeans.
“Go with me to the club party Saturday.”
Facing the door, I froze, then buckled my pants.
To the club party? Oh hell no for about a hundred reasons. I didn’t know how to act. I didn’t know the secret handshake or the words they used. I’d make a fool of myself, and Dare would get pissed, ending the happiness I loved.
I turned around with no on my lips to find Dare as somber as if he’d asked me to marry him. The no died in a second.
“Can I think about it?” He frowned and I hurried on. “I’m worried I’ll embarrass you. All week people talk with words I don’t understand. I have a list of them, and I’m afraid I’ll break the rules or make someone mad.” I gulped, ready to continue, but he stood, hugging me to him.
“Red, we’ll talk tomorrow night. Then you tell me.” He gave me his serious look, the one with the crease in his brows. “You’ll never be an embarrassment. Proud to...” He paused. “To know you.”
The vise of disappointment squeezed my chest. The delivery guy who brought ink knew me. One minute Dare was holding his breath waiting for my answer and the next he dismissed me. My head started to hurt, probably from dehydration instead of the annoying man inches from me.
Reminded I was thirsty, I headed for the fridge and water, while behind me I heard Dare shut the bathroom door. I drank the cool water and considered what I should do. This was the part where things got complicated, but I wasn’t sure I wanted complicated. Throwing away the heavy thoughts along with the water bottle, I moved to the door so I could slip on my flats.
He walked toward me entirely too serious, so I jumped into his arms and kissed him. “Thanks. That’s my favorite so far.”
He snorted a laugh and set me down. “Damn good.” The confident tilt of his chin was back.
My chest filled with pride and satisfaction.
You’ll never be an embarrassment. He could be different. All the others had loved to put me in my place, below them, and the smallest mistake turned into a major embarrassment. No matter how I tried, I hadn’t been good enough.
Chapter Eight: Lila
The next morning I hurried to answer a knock almost an hour before the shop opened. I hoped it wasn’t another handsy biker because I’d about had my fill. A middle-aged woman about five foot one with bright red hair and smile lines creasing her face barged into the shop.
“Hello, honey, I’m MJ, Mama Jericho, and had to meet you.” The woman overflowed with energy. It burst out of her words, through her wide gestures and her fast stride—not a woman to take lightly.
“Hi, I’ve heard so
Wild and uncontrolled, Dare defined beauty. His face tightened and then relaxed. I fell a tiny bit in love with the wild man who surged inside me.
Gasping and sweaty, he lowered us to the floor before he fell back, sprawled on my carpet. I’d felled the giant. I giggled.
Dare opened one eye, staring at me. “What?”
I shook my head. “I’m amazed at the wildness. Made me feel like a conquering hero.” I hugged him close, lying on top of him.
“You conquered me. First you give the best head, then cook for me, and now your pussy does tricks.” He swatted my nose.
I lifted my damp hair off my neck. “Should cut this wild mess,” I muttered, making the empty threat I did every day.
“I like those red curls all messy and tumbled.” He lifted his head and kissed my lips.
“Me too, sometimes anyway.” I swiped his nose before I stood.
“Where you going, Red?” He sat up.
“Got to get to work. We have a bazillion clients this week.” I turned in a circle, trying to find my panties. Giving up, I ran into the bedroom for another pair. I came back out in new black lace panties.
“Liked your bare ass jiggling.” Dare hadn’t moved. Lazy man. “I want to spend some time playing with it.”
“Too bad. This ass has work to do.” I gave him a sassy smile and pulled on my jeans.
“Go with me to the club party Saturday.”
Facing the door, I froze, then buckled my pants.
To the club party? Oh hell no for about a hundred reasons. I didn’t know how to act. I didn’t know the secret handshake or the words they used. I’d make a fool of myself, and Dare would get pissed, ending the happiness I loved.
I turned around with no on my lips to find Dare as somber as if he’d asked me to marry him. The no died in a second.
“Can I think about it?” He frowned and I hurried on. “I’m worried I’ll embarrass you. All week people talk with words I don’t understand. I have a list of them, and I’m afraid I’ll break the rules or make someone mad.” I gulped, ready to continue, but he stood, hugging me to him.
“Red, we’ll talk tomorrow night. Then you tell me.” He gave me his serious look, the one with the crease in his brows. “You’ll never be an embarrassment. Proud to...” He paused. “To know you.”
The vise of disappointment squeezed my chest. The delivery guy who brought ink knew me. One minute Dare was holding his breath waiting for my answer and the next he dismissed me. My head started to hurt, probably from dehydration instead of the annoying man inches from me.
Reminded I was thirsty, I headed for the fridge and water, while behind me I heard Dare shut the bathroom door. I drank the cool water and considered what I should do. This was the part where things got complicated, but I wasn’t sure I wanted complicated. Throwing away the heavy thoughts along with the water bottle, I moved to the door so I could slip on my flats.
He walked toward me entirely too serious, so I jumped into his arms and kissed him. “Thanks. That’s my favorite so far.”
He snorted a laugh and set me down. “Damn good.” The confident tilt of his chin was back.
My chest filled with pride and satisfaction.
You’ll never be an embarrassment. He could be different. All the others had loved to put me in my place, below them, and the smallest mistake turned into a major embarrassment. No matter how I tried, I hadn’t been good enough.
Chapter Eight: Lila
The next morning I hurried to answer a knock almost an hour before the shop opened. I hoped it wasn’t another handsy biker because I’d about had my fill. A middle-aged woman about five foot one with bright red hair and smile lines creasing her face barged into the shop.
“Hello, honey, I’m MJ, Mama Jericho, and had to meet you.” The woman overflowed with energy. It burst out of her words, through her wide gestures and her fast stride—not a woman to take lightly.
“Hi, I’ve heard so
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