Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23713 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23713 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
“Perfect,” Goldie says before passing him the menu.
“I’ll have the same,” I say without even looking at my menu or knowing what she ordered. Food has no meaning right now. The only thing I want is for her to eat so we can get the fuck out of here.
“Of course. I’ll bring that right out,” Archer says, and I don’t miss the way he looks at Goldie once more before he leaves.
“This is such a great place,” Goldie says way too cheerily, and I wonder if she can sense how angry I am. “The staff is really friendly.” She shrugs like it’s no big deal. “And so accommodating. I mean, I bet I could ask for anything and Archer would be more than happy to—”
“Enough,” I cut her off because I can’t stand to hear her talk about another man. I put my hand down on the table a little too hard, and it makes the dishes rattle.
“What’s wrong, Nash?” She blinks in mock surprise as she puts a hand to her chest. “Are you afraid the hot waiter is going to bend me over the table?”
Before I can stop myself, I reach under the table and grab her chair. I yank on it hard, and it jerks her right next to me. She gasps as I glare down at her, my eyes narrowed.
“If you don’t stop flirting with him, I’ll be the one bending you across the table.”
When she licks her lips, I stare at the shiny plump flesh and have the strongest urge to sink my teeth into them.
“The doctor said I had to go slow, remember? Fucking you right now would hurt, and I don’t think either of us wants that.”
“Who said I was going to let you do anything to me?” She raises her chin in challenge.
I slide my hand under the tablecloth and between her thighs. She gasps when I roughly push her knees apart and reach under her skirt. When I cup her pussy, I can feel the heat of her cunt through her panties. I gently squeeze, and she doesn’t push me away. In fact, she spreads her knees a little wider.
“You’ll let me, little girl.” Her lips part, but nothing comes out. “I’ll make sure you’re so horny for it that you beg me.” I can feel the center of her panties getting wet, and I grin down at her. “Just like you did last night when you were rubbing your pussy.”
“Nash.” She tries to shake her head, but I’m hovering over her so she’s locked in place.
“I heard you, Goldie. I heard you begging for me. So don’t sit here and pretend to flirt with the waiter to make me jealous.”
“That’s not—”
“That’s exactly what you’re doing.” I squeeze her pussy again, and her hips jerk. “The only thing you’re going to accomplish with this little stunt is getting me to kick his ass.” I don’t break eye contact with her as I lean closer. “So be very, very careful about how to speak to another man. Because I. Don’t. Like. It.”
She swallows hard, and after a beat of silence she nods in acknowledgement.
Movement out of the corner of my eye catches my attention, and I see Archer approaching the table. Goldie must notice too because her body tenses, and she tries to pull away from me. Possessive need flows through me, and I don’t give her an inch. Instead, I squeeze her pussy to show her just how serious I am.
“I brought some bread for the table,” Archer says and then makes a point to look at where Goldie has moved to.
The way we’re sitting, it’s clear that my hand is under the table, but it doesn’t show exactly what I’m doing. I’m sure he can use his imagination, but I don’t give a fuck.
“Leave it,” I say while keeping my eyes on Goldie.
I watch her as she looks at him, all flirtation and smiles from earlier long gone. She nods in agreement with me, and I rub against her pussy as a reward.
“Good girl,” I tell her loud enough for Archer to hear.
“Your food will be out shortly. Is there anything else I can get for you until then?” Archer tries once more to interject himself.
Goldie spreads her legs a little wider as she looks up at me. “I think I have everything I need.”
Chapter Nine
GOLDIE
My heart hammers in my chest, but I try my hardest to keep myself together. I don’t want to show Nash the effect he’s having on me. Although I’m sure his fingers can feel it. My wet panties are sticking to me, and he has to know he’s the reason.
I reach out to take a piece of bread because I need something to distract me. Nash squeezes my sex and my hand stills. My hips buck forward totally against my will.