Torrez by Bex Dane

Author:Bex Dane [Dane, Bex]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Larken Romance
Published: 2019-06-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

"Oh my word, that was divine." My hand circled my big belly, bloated with hubcap-sized red-velvet pancakes from the Stuffed Pig Country Diner in Jackson. Leaning back in the passenger seat, I turned my head to Torrez at the wheel and felt the thoroughly-fucked smile return to my face.

He threw me the same smug grin he'd worn all through breakfast. "You love my cock."

"I meant the pancakes."

"You meant riding the bull."

"I did not."

"Admit it. This morning was the best sex you've ever had."

I laughed. No point in denying it. "By a long shot." Torrez was a beast in bed. Taking charge, exuding confidence, teasing me to the bitter edge. He'd lit flames in every crevice of my skin. The total acceptance I felt rolling off him made it even better. He wasn't judging me for what we did. He was proud of me, and he made it clear he enjoyed it too.

He started the engine, and we glided out of the parking lot. "No one's ever given you what you truly need?"

Uh-oh. This just wandered into dangerous territory. If Torrez called me a slut again now, after all we'd been through, it would hurt too much. "Let's not talk about that."

A serious frown replaced his confident grin. "Have you slept with anyone besides Yegor?"

Desperate to change the subject, I punched the screen for the music, switching out the blues he'd been playing for anything else. A rap song I happened to know came on. "This is my jam! Yo, yo, gangsta rap in da house!"

He cast me a sideways glance and smothered a laugh as he turned the radio off. "That's so not your jam. Why're you shutting down?"

I looked back at him and took in his handsome profile. "I'm afraid you'll judge me. Again."

He kept his eyes on the road. "I apologized for that. Sounds like you need to hear it again. I'm sorry. You know I'm not that guy."

I wanted to believe him, and so many signs pointed to the fact he could be compassionate and selfless. "So why'd you say those things? Your ex did a number on you that makes you distrust women?" It must've been really bad to make him think the worst of me.

"She did several numbers on me. A Vegas revue has less numbers than the crap she pulled." We passed out of the small Mississippi town and accelerated onto a two-lane highway lined with tall trees. Dark clouds filled the horizon, but it wasn't raining yet.

"Tell me about her." I wanted to hear it, and it would distract him from asking about my sexual history.

"It's a long story."

"We have endless road ahead of us. Are we stopping anytime soon?"

"No."

"Then start talking. You thought I was like her?"

"For a brief moment, I thought you were working me like she did so often. I was wrong. I shouldn't have assumed to understand your situation or motivations. I should've trusted the real you I saw inside."

That was nice and made me feel somewhat better about what happened.

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