Free A Jade's Trick (Lilly Black's Jaded Series Book 1) by Lilly Black Page A
Authors: Lilly Black
from curious eyes as I allow him to roll my body against his, his hands on my hipbones in the front, his face in my hair, and his cock so close to the target that if the fabric of my mini dress wasn't pulled so taut, he would practically be fucking me.
And I'll bet he's really, really good at fucking, I think, shocked by my own thoughts .
"Let's get out of here," I say as we leave the dance floor.
"You read my mind," Cain says. Lucy is waiting for us right outside, and I have to admit I kind of enjoy the stares from the people in front of the club as Cain opens the limo door for me.
"Where to?" Lucy asks, and we decide to get take-out and go to my house since neither of us want to be in public anymore tonight.
"Why doesn't your chauffeur open your doors for you?" I ask as we drive away.
"Because I won't let her. She won't even call me by my first name, which pisses me off because she's not a fucking servant." Raising his voice at the end for Lucy to hear him, Cain laughs as she rolls up the privacy glass. I laugh, too, but I had a point I was trying to make.
"Oh," I say, trying to sound like I'm joking. "I kind of thought you might be trying to keep her away from me."
"That's enough, Evan. Insecurity doesn't suit you," he says, plainly.
"I was just joking," I argue, but he has already seen right through me.
"Many a truth is said in jest, little girl," he says. "And I can't reconcile these insecurities with watching every man in sight close in around you on the dance floor. When I came to rescue you it took everything I had not to make a complete ass of myself by throwing punches."
"There were only two men, and one of them was the guy you said could have me!" I snap.
"Oh, Jesus, Evan! He asked to dance with you, not fuck you on the bar!" he balks, making me laugh.
"He was actually a gentleman," I admit.
"You think I don't know that? I was watching you the whole time. It was all the guys lined up behind you that made me crazy, but I guess it's something I'm just going to have to get used to if I'm going to take you out in public."
"Oh, whatever! A couple of horny assholes on a dance floor doesn't constitute a pattern, but everywhere I go with you, I have to deal with women looking at you like a fucking piece of meat. You think that doesn't make a girl a little insecure?"
"I don't really see your point, friend. " I see what he's doing. He has the right to be jealous, but I don't have that right until I submit.
"Fuck you, Cain!" I roll my eyes.
"Fuck you, Evan," he says with a laugh, and I laugh, too. I could be angry, but it's hard to maintain when I'm high on the fact that he just admitted that I make him jealous of random guys at a nightclub.
Lucy pulls the car to the curb at an all night Mexican stand in a not-so-good neighborhood in Chula Vista. When he gets out, she locks me in with her keyless remote, and as she leans sideways against my door like she's protecting me, I notice a gun in a holster beneath her unbuttoned jacket. I guess she needs it for protection if she spends a lot of time waiting around alone in places like this.
"Is Lucy taking you to the airport in the morning?" I ask Cain when he gets back in and Lucy starts the car back up. He nods yes. "I hate for you to make her wait outside for you until 3:00 when she could be home sleeping until it's time to pick you up in the morning."
"Are you asking me to sleep over?" he asks with his cocksure grin.
"You could sleep on the couch," I offer.
"I could ," is all he says on the subject, and when Lucy pulls over in front of my house and Cain pulls a small suitcase and a garment bag out of the trunk, I realize he had planned to stay the night all along. And I'll bet he also knows I don't have the conviction to make him sleep on the couch.
After we eat, I brush my teeth, and as I turn to leave the bathroom, Cain is standing there watching me, wearing nothing but a pair of dark blue, silk
And I'll bet he's really, really good at fucking, I think, shocked by my own thoughts .
"Let's get out of here," I say as we leave the dance floor.
"You read my mind," Cain says. Lucy is waiting for us right outside, and I have to admit I kind of enjoy the stares from the people in front of the club as Cain opens the limo door for me.
"Where to?" Lucy asks, and we decide to get take-out and go to my house since neither of us want to be in public anymore tonight.
"Why doesn't your chauffeur open your doors for you?" I ask as we drive away.
"Because I won't let her. She won't even call me by my first name, which pisses me off because she's not a fucking servant." Raising his voice at the end for Lucy to hear him, Cain laughs as she rolls up the privacy glass. I laugh, too, but I had a point I was trying to make.
"Oh," I say, trying to sound like I'm joking. "I kind of thought you might be trying to keep her away from me."
"That's enough, Evan. Insecurity doesn't suit you," he says, plainly.
"I was just joking," I argue, but he has already seen right through me.
"Many a truth is said in jest, little girl," he says. "And I can't reconcile these insecurities with watching every man in sight close in around you on the dance floor. When I came to rescue you it took everything I had not to make a complete ass of myself by throwing punches."
"There were only two men, and one of them was the guy you said could have me!" I snap.
"Oh, Jesus, Evan! He asked to dance with you, not fuck you on the bar!" he balks, making me laugh.
"He was actually a gentleman," I admit.
"You think I don't know that? I was watching you the whole time. It was all the guys lined up behind you that made me crazy, but I guess it's something I'm just going to have to get used to if I'm going to take you out in public."
"Oh, whatever! A couple of horny assholes on a dance floor doesn't constitute a pattern, but everywhere I go with you, I have to deal with women looking at you like a fucking piece of meat. You think that doesn't make a girl a little insecure?"
"I don't really see your point, friend. " I see what he's doing. He has the right to be jealous, but I don't have that right until I submit.
"Fuck you, Cain!" I roll my eyes.
"Fuck you, Evan," he says with a laugh, and I laugh, too. I could be angry, but it's hard to maintain when I'm high on the fact that he just admitted that I make him jealous of random guys at a nightclub.
Lucy pulls the car to the curb at an all night Mexican stand in a not-so-good neighborhood in Chula Vista. When he gets out, she locks me in with her keyless remote, and as she leans sideways against my door like she's protecting me, I notice a gun in a holster beneath her unbuttoned jacket. I guess she needs it for protection if she spends a lot of time waiting around alone in places like this.
"Is Lucy taking you to the airport in the morning?" I ask Cain when he gets back in and Lucy starts the car back up. He nods yes. "I hate for you to make her wait outside for you until 3:00 when she could be home sleeping until it's time to pick you up in the morning."
"Are you asking me to sleep over?" he asks with his cocksure grin.
"You could sleep on the couch," I offer.
"I could ," is all he says on the subject, and when Lucy pulls over in front of my house and Cain pulls a small suitcase and a garment bag out of the trunk, I realize he had planned to stay the night all along. And I'll bet he also knows I don't have the conviction to make him sleep on the couch.
After we eat, I brush my teeth, and as I turn to leave the bathroom, Cain is standing there watching me, wearing nothing but a pair of dark blue, silk
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