Chapter Three #4
“I’m skinny. No curves—well, not much in that department. I’m totally inexperienced, and don’t pretend you don’t know that. I go my own way, which puts you in some kind of rabid rage, mostly because you think of it as defiance when really, I’m being logical.”
That statement only brought back that moment when Merrit had turned the gun on Lyric, and he’d only had seconds to take the gunman out with a pair of hairdresser’s scissors. “Now is not the time to remind me that I’m pissed as hell at you over that.”
She traced his jaw again, this time because it was nearly as hard and rigid as his cock. “Why would this be a bad time?”
“Because your bare ass is right where I need it to be and my palm needs to deliver a lesson to said ass.”
She laughed at him. That fuckin’ laugh of hers was going to be the death of him. “You’re very fixated on spankings. On top of everything else, are you into kink?”
“Hell yeah. The dirtier the sex, the better.” That was honest enough.
“See, another reason we’re incompatible. I wouldn’t even know what kink was. It’s good, Keys. A very good thing. We’re safe to be friends. You don’t want anything from me, and I don’t want anything from you other than your friendship. I get to like you as a person. Not a potential onetime lover.”
“Not lover. There’s no love involved when I fuck a woman,” he corrected.
“You’ve had a hundred women at least, but you’ve only got me as a friend. Neither one of us wants to mess that up when we know you really aren’t the least attracted.”
She made the statement with such confidence, he wanted to shake her up for dismissing him like that. He wasn’t going to be dismissed. And a hundred women? She was selling him short. That number was far higher.
“You say that with a straight face when my fuckin’ cock is as hard as a rock. Do you know how much I want to be inside you just to feel how tight and silky you are? Your skin can drive me nuts. The thought of your pussy is overwhelming.” Let her deal with that.
Lyric didn’t react the way she should. She continued to lie sprawled over him, skin-to-skin, her legs straddling him, her groin pressed to his. She was absolutely relaxed, as if she didn’t believe he was fighting for control.
“Sheesh, Keys, you’re always hard; it seems to be a permanent state with you. I’m not giving your body that reaction. You’re just you, and you’re always ready. It must be uncomfortable to never be satisfied no matter how many times you go at it.”
“It’s you,” he bit out. Certain he was right. He knew he was. Yeah, it didn’t make sense, but it was her. She was all he thought about. “Maybe if we had sex, I’d get over it.”
“You’d get over it,” she said with total confidence.
“The moment you pulled out, you would be over it, and you’d treat me with the same contempt you do all your women.
I, however, might turn into one of those pathetic women who chase after you publicly and totally humiliate themselves because word on the street is that you’re that good.
Doesn’t sound like a particularly attractive future to me. ”
“They aren’t my women. I fuck ’em and it’s over for a reason. I use their pussies and they use my cock. That’s it. A fuck, Lyric. That isn’t in the least bit personal. Do you get the difference? You’re the one who pointed it out in great detail.”
“I know the difference.”
She rubbed her face on his chest again. The sensation sent shocking heat waves through him. If she wasn’t careful, she was going to get several lessons delivered in a very short amount of time.
“Do you?” she asked. “Have you ever actually made love to a woman? Cared about a woman when you were with her?”
For one second a door opened and memories flooded. Harsh lessons. Painful. He couldn’t ever go back there. He’d been young, too young, and no matter what Czar and the others tried to tell him, he had wanted to believe those women. Females were good at betrayal. The best at it.
“What would be the point? Women want to own you. Drag you around by your cock. I’ve seen it over and over, and that life isn’t for me.”
“I know, honey,” she said softly. “And it’s all right.
You can live free, and hopefully when you finally leave this place, I’ll hear from you once in a while, but it isn’t something I’ll ever count on.
I know when you move on, you close doors and cement them shut.
I’ve known it from the moment I decided to let you in.
What we have together, what you’ve given me, is worth any pain I might feel in the future. ”
“You’d feel pain?” She didn’t know it, but she was revealing a lot to him.
“Losing you? The only person I’ve let see me in years?
You make me laugh. You make me feel alive.
I know I give you something valuable, something no one else gives you.
Yeah, it will be painful to lose that, but I want you happy.
I want you living your best life, the one that makes you feel alive the way you’ve made me feel.
So, when the time comes, it will be okay to feel the pain of losing you. ”
“That’s fucked up, Wildfire. And the most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to me.”