Off Limits ( READ THE NEW VERSION OUT!!! )

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 |15|

Me?

I blinked and then moaned softly at the edge of his fingernails trailing over my breast that had begun to harden up at his touch.

"W-what do you mean?" I asked breathlessly with the slightest tremor in my voice and shifted my legs in his lap to create some friction in between them.

He stared at me with a raised eyebrow and then smirked. "I need to make time for my women."

My entire face turned crimson red and my face scrunched up together. "Your women?" I repeated the words, feeling how foreign they had felt falling past my lips.

"My women." He declared confidently. His hands fell from my breast and wrapped around my small waist.

I placed my hands against his chest and peered up at him through my thick eyelashes.

"Yeah." I rubbed circles against his chest, loving the tight muscles and every feeling of his chest against my fingertips . It was hard, yet firm at the same time.

I sighed. "Your girl." I fluttered my eyelashes and my lips twitched together trying to prevent a smile forming on the ends of my mouth from how much I had liked the sound of that.

Zade Lombardi, officially taken. I had liked how that had sounded, more than I would admit.

"Zade Lombardi is officially off the market." I blurted out my thoughts out loud. "I mean-" I blushed heavily, realizing I had been caught.

But he didn't seem to mind. He laughed out loud with his shoulders shaking slightly. Clearly, he found me rather amusing than anything.

"I've been off the market since you stepped on my porch steps." He nuzzled his face in my chest.

I sighed and smiled. He had never made fun of my thoughts before. I didn't know why I had thought that would change.

Or that this would be any different.

He was him, and I had enjoyed and loved the person he was. I lifted my hands and placed it on top of his head. "You're cute."

"You're beautiful." I ran my fingers through his thick curly hair, loving how soft it had felt in between my fingers.

"But." I smirked, deciding to tease him. "Aren't you too old for a girlfriend?"

"Really?" He glanced up with his face still pressed against my breast. Rather than being offended he seemed more amused and shook his head, chucking.

"This old man makes you come harder than you have ever before."

I should have felt insulted by his statement but instead, I untangled my hand from his hair and smacked him across the head with a laugh slipping past my lips.

"Tsk." I shook my head and removed myself from his lap. "I hope you're not fishing for compliments to boost that old man's ego of yours."

Even though it was true, I would never admit it and stroke his ego.

He had made me come harder than I had ever before, including with the vibrating wand in my nightstand, and that's saying a lot.

He rubbed the spot I had smacked and grinned up at me. "No, no of course not because we both know it's true."

"Really?" I crossed my hands over my chest.

"Definitely."

"Okay." I shrugged and stood up from the bed. "I'm not cooking for you anymore."

I walked out the bedroom and smirked hearing his heavy footsteps following quickly behind me.

"Wait a minute. El" he yelled from the bedroom. I turned around and smiled before a wave of dizziness had hit me out of nowhere and my vision of Zade had doubled.