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“Well he just finished eating my pussy off the bone and he’s liable to break your neck if you keep trying to fuck me.” I turned his head back toward me.

“This yo’ pussy or his?”

“Depends on if you ask while he’s in it or not.” I winked at him. He chuckled. “Now, get on your knees.”

He didn’t even look around the bar. He dropped to his knees and I smirked while several people looked at him. He gripped my waist and pulled me in.

“Now, open.”

“I want you to spit it in my mouth again,” he said.

“That’s extra.”

“Name your price.”

I didn’t. I poured the shot in my mouth, then held his jaw and spit the liquor straight down his throat. He swallowed with his eyes still on me.

“Good boy.” I pushed his hands off my waist, threw the water in his face, and slapped him just as hard as the first time.

“You’re amazing,” he muttered.

I snickered. “Get off the floor.”

He rose slowly and blinked at me. He lifted his shirt to wipe water off his face.

“So, about that date.”

“Be honest. Why do you want to take me out so damn bad?”

“I can’t explain it,” he admitted. “But I know you’re the right woman for me and I’m ready to prove I can be the right man for you.”

“From seeing me behind a bar once?”

“Twice,” he corrected. “And I’ve known you half your life, Jiselle.” He used my real name and my eyebrows jumped. “I, uhm, I played sports with your brother in school and I always thought you were beautiful then, but fuck, seeing you now…and getting to experience you now…” He shook his head. “I know you think I’m just some square trying to get my kicks, but I’m not and I want the chance to prove that to you.”

I blinked at him. Of course I knew him. I hadn’t expected him to remember me though. We hadn’t been around each other much. He’d been more in my brother’s circle than anything.

I schooled my face, doing my best not to look as off kilter as I felt.

“I’m not looking for a husband, baby boy, but you’re just darling.” I faked a pout then took a step back.

He reached forward and grabbed my wrist. I looked down at his hold and saw Stone walk toward us out of my peripheral.

“I’ll beg,” he blurted.

“Beg?” I repeated and crossed my arms over my chest. A lightbulb went off in my head and I gave him a wicked smile as I tilted my head and regarded him. “What about sucking dick?”

Kiano had been known to mess around with a guy or two while we were in school, at least according to the rumors that ran rampant.

One of his eyebrows lifted but he didn’t look offended. “What about it?”

“You good?” Stone asked.

“Yeah. My new friend here wants to suck your dick,” I said simply.

“What?”

“You heard me.”