Don't Let Me Down

by Kelsie Rae

“No offense, but if I wanted a sugar daddy, I’d choose someone who’s a little less surly.” “You think I need another brat to take care of?” he challenges.

Ignore her? Does she have any idea how impossible it is? How much she intrigues me? Gets under my skin? Drives me insane? And she thinks I can simply…ignore her?

“Put your sleep mask back in place,” I order, lifting the sheets and dipping my head beneath them.

Fuck, I want this. Want her. Even if it’s only for one night. Even if it’s only to prove I can make her come. Even if this is all I ever get. A taste. It’s the most pleasurable hell a guy could ask for, and I want to drown in it. To drown in her.

She’s the sexiest thing I have ever laid eyes on. And knowing what she tastes like? My hard-on practically weeps.

“I might have given you a preview of how hard I can make you come while we were in Creekside, but whatever fantasy you created up here?” He taps the side of my temple with his forefinger. “It doesn’t remotely compare to the real thing.”

“Ride me, Brat. Let me feel you.”

“I want you to know it’s my dick doing this to you. My tongue. My fingers. My cock. Me.”

I’ve never been wanted. Or maybe I have, and I never recognized it. But this? His words? His determination? His sweet kisses and strong hands? It’s like I’m being torn in two. No, it’s like I’m being sewn back together again. And it hurts. The needle pushing through raw flesh, promising to make me whole. But it’s a good hurt. A cleansing hurt. One I want to grab hold of. One I never want to let go.

“But I need you to understand I love her. I love Mia Rutherford. And you have no control over who I love. Who I marry. Or who I choose to protect with our family name.”

“Not going anywhere,” he repeats. “And you don’t make it hard. Honestly, it’s pretty easy.” “Even when I’m acting like a brat?” I challenge. “Especially then,” he whispers. “Gets me all hard and shit.” I snort. “You’re an ass.” “An ass who loves you.”