Mr. and Mrs. Black

Chapter Twenty

"F.uck you." I muttered again.
"What's that? You want to f.uck me?" He mused from in the room. I groaned in annoyance and felt the dress pool at my ankles. I stepped out of the dress and pulled his large shirt over my head. The smell of his cologne and manly musk nearly made me moan out loud from how f.ucking delicious it smelled. I'm in way too f.ucking deep, I thought to myself when I sighed and prepared myself to walk back into the room.

|Abigail|

The release Ranger had given me downstairs was a sticky reminder in between my thighs that I needed to cleanse as well as change out of my ruined panties. I walked over to the dresser and plucked a pair of panties from the drawer. I pretended to ignore Ranger's watchful eyes as he lay on one side of the bed waiting for me to join him.

I made my way to the conjoined bathroom and closed the door so that I could wash the sticky, uncomfortable c.um from between my thighs. I slipped my completely soaked panties from my thighs and put them in the waste bin before sliding on the clean ones.

My eyes momentarily locked with themselves when I raised my head to look into the mirror that stretched out above the sink. I quickly tore my eyes away from the mirror and made my way to the bathroom door before I could start pinpointing my many physical flaws. That would then lead to pointing out all of my other flaws and then I would be in desperate need of a drink.

My hand wrapped around the cool metal of the polished doorknob and I released a small sigh before gathering my bearings and opening the door. I turned around to quietly close the door behind me then turned around already knowing a certain dark pair of eyes were burning into me.

"I was beginning to think you'd slipped out of the window." Ranger quipped and placed his hands behind his head as he leaned back against the headboard of the bed. His biceps stretched and bulged with the movement and I felt my face once again heat up.

"Thanks for the idea." I managed to speak without stumbling over my words like a babbling idiot. I found it suddenly hard to breath when I watched Ranger's eyes scan me from head to toe, his eyes lingering a little too long on mybare thighs.

"Nice legs." He said with sly approval.

"Thanks, I grew them myself." I gave him the sweetest smile I could form.

"My shirt seriously looks good on you." Ranger spoke while his eyes trailed down my body once again. I nervously tugged on the end of one of the long sleeves of the shirt. "I bet you'd look even better without it on." Ranger's eyes rose to meet mine and I felt my heart skip a beat.

"Careful Agent Evans." I hummed in disapproval. "If you play with fire you're going to end up with some nasty burns." Something flashed in his dark eyes as he continued to stare into my soul.

"Maybe they're worth it. Maybe getting burned is worth it." He murmered. I tore my eyes from his with a small, awkward clearing of my throat and turned around to walk to the door where I closed it. I felt his eyes burning into my back the entire time. I turned off the lights leaving us in almost complete darkness, the only light being the faint moonlight streaming in through the slightly parted curtains.

Ranger's body was silhouetted by the faint light, the moon's rays gracing me with a faint view of his abs that peeked out from underneath the sheets. My hand tightly gripped the end of Ranger's shirt and I held my breath as I scampered over to the empty side of the bed and quickly slipped my bare legs underneath the cool sheets. I layed down as close to the edge of the bed as I could to create as much space between Ranger and I as possible.

I felt the bed shift and didn't dare to turn around deciding to face away from Ranger the entire night. I could keep the distance, it was Ranger I was worried about.