Free Derailed (Terminal Book 2) by Lisa Marie Page B

vagina.”
    I huff out a lungful of air, waiting for her laughter. It doesn't come. Instead her hand touches my face and she leans in. Just before she kisses me, she smirks at me. “You bought me presents?”
    “They're at my place.” I nod.
    She bites her lip and brushes her thumb along the stubble on my chin. I can feel her breath on my skin every time she exhales. “I don't fuckin’ love you either, Des.” She kisses my mouth, parting her lips granting me access. My tongue slides between her lips, and she rewards me with gentle suction that radiates through my nuts. Releasing my tongue she whispers, “But I sure do love fucking you.” Her arms wrap around my neck and she pulls me close. I chuckle into her neck and pull her back onto my lap. My tongue tastes her neck and my teeth playfully nip her lobe.
    “What do you wanna do now?” I ask as I taste the skin on her throat, licking my way down to her collarbone.
    “You really wanna know, Des?” she asks playfully.
    “I do,” I reply trying to pull her onto my lap wanting her to ride me again.
    She pushes up on her knees and whispers, “I wanna go get my presents.” Pulling away she's wearing an angelic smile as she bites down on her fingernail. She's no angel. She's a seductress, teasing and getting what she wants. There is no way I can deny her of anything.
    “You want your presents,” I state quietly.
    “I do.”
    “You're fucking serious.” I deadpan. I was hoping we could go for another round and she wants to go get her presents. My cock is poking its fucking head through the knitted holes in this grandmotherly couch blanket and she wants to get her presents. I shrug and open my hands as I glance down at the protrusion. “You know, I've got a big present for you right fucking here.”
    “I've had that one.” She winks at me. “I thought that was the only present I was getting from you, but now that I know there's more–” She stands and pulls her shirt on over her head. “Chop chop, buddy, I want my presents.” She claps her hands.
    I shake my head and click my tongue. “Alright, babe, whatever you want but you're gonna have to help me get dressed.”
    She buttons her own jeans and grins at me. Offering me a salute and drops to her knees to help put my leg into the pants. Gently, she lifts it and helps me bend it into position. I wince and hiss in pain.
    “Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry,” she repeats quietly.
    “Babe?”
    “Yea, Des?” she asks as she begins to pull the pants up to my knees.
    “While you're down there, you wanna do something about the beast that lives in my pants? He needs to be tamed before he can be put away.”
    Her gaze reaches my hard on and she shakes her head. Curling up her hand, she flicks my head with her finger. “Down boy, I want my presents,” she tells it, and that's when I know I won't be getting head.
    “Fine. Let's go.” I sigh. “But you're gonna fucking owe me. I have enough trouble walking and now you want to throw a hard on in to the mix. You're pure evil.”
    “But you like it.”
    “I do.” I agree as she helps me to my feet and picks up her purse. Strutting away she tosses her bag over her shoulder and walks ahead of me to the door. Forcing me to fend for myself. Opening the door, Lexi rests her wrist up high on the side and places her opposite hand on her jutted out hip. “You coming, hoppy?”
    I shake my head and hobble toward her, clutching my cane as I go. “Fuck you, Lexi.”
    “Yes you do, and it's always amazing.” Lexi winks at me as I limp past her. She slaps my ass causing a surprised yelp to sneak past my lips.
    “Manly.”
    Rolling my eyes I continue on my awkward path to her vehicle, after all, my fiery temptress wants her presents.

Chapter 10
    “Landyn, what the fuck happened in the past few days? Like, fuck, bro. First you profess your undying love for Siannon in the cheesiest way possible. By the way, what in the actual fuck was that? Coloring books??? Fuck, dude.”