Gaining Gibbs (Marco's MMA Boys #4) by S. M. Donaldson Read Free Book Online Page A

little horny and a little aggravated with Gia. So when Kara dropped me off, I just decided to go for it. The next thing I knew I was knocking on your front door.”
    I reach across the table and grab her hands. “Not that you showing up at my house isn’t welcome, and it’s not that I didn’t want what you were offering, it’s just I want you to be sober when you make that decision.”
    She nods, “Yeah, I really realized how stupid it was this morning. I really couldn’t even remember if we had sex, but since I didn’t feel like we’d had sex, I was pretty sure we didn’t.”
    I laugh. “Oh really, you didn’t feel like we had? Damn, I didn’t know I could-.” She jumps across the table to try and put her hand over my mouth.
    “You idiot. All I meant is that it’s been a while for me, so you know, I would’ve probably been sore.” She gives me a small laugh.
    “How long is awhile?” I ask cockily.
    She shrugs. “Just a while, okay? Leave it at that.”
    Hmm. She has me intrigued. I have to figure this out. She rolls her eyes while we are sitting there staring at each other. “You know how I feel about eye rolling.”
    She grins wickedly. “I’d like to see you spank my ass.”
    I give her a sideways grin. “Let’s go to dinner one night this week.”
    She cocks her head, turning me on even more. “You asking me out on a date, Clay?”
    I shrug. “Sure, we can call it that.”
    She stands up from the table and starts for the door. “I’ll think about it,” she says before closing the door.
    This girl…fuck, she has me sideways.

 
    CHAPTER 10

    JADE
    I was fucking flirting with him…hard. How do I go from being so nervous around him I can’t see straight, to flirting like I did five years ago? Then the whole spanking thing, God, he drenches my panties. Once I’m in Kara’s car, I rest my head on the steering wheel. “AAARGH! Fuck,” I say out loud to no one really. It’s hell to be horny and alone. That’s what this has to be, I’m just sexually frustrated. I just need to spend some alone time with my vibrator and shake off these feelings. But a vibrator can’t smack my ass when it’s driving into me from behind.
    Grabbing my phone, I decide to make a decision before I talk myself out of it.
    ME: Pick me up at 6 tonight.
    CLAY: You do know you’re texting me right?
    ME: Yes. So 6?
    CLAY: I take it you thought about it? I’ll see you at 6.
    ME: ;)
    A few hours later, I’m standing in my bathroom looking at my make-up and double checking that my hair isn’t curling wildly to my head. I have scrubbed my body, showed attention to areas that went lacking while I was swamped with school work and now I’m ready to go get my rocks off. Ugh, that sounded horrible. Am I a horrible person for wanting to have raw, passion-filled, uninhibited, mind blowing monkey sex? I give myself a little grin in the mirror. Nah!
    My mom taps on the door. “Hey, sweetie. You look nice.” If I were a guy, that would have totally ruined my hard on.
    I smile in the mirror at her. “Thanks, Mom.”
    “Where are you going?”
    Do I lie or tell the truth? “I’m going to dinner with Clay,” I say in my best non-nervous voice.
    She smiles. “That’s sweet, you two need to catch up. You’ve been so busy with school, I’m glad for you to take a little break.” Okay, that’s not what I was expecting. She has something else on her mind, I just know it. My gut is telling me something is off.
    “Mom, you okay?”
    She nods. “Yes, just have some things on my mind.”
    I turn and put my hands on her shoulders. “Do we need to check your sugar or anything? You look a little flush.”
    “No, it’s fine, I just checked it. I’m a little tired is all. Go and have a good time tonight.” She kisses my cheek.
    I nod. “Okay, if you’re sure?”
    She gives me a huge smile. “Yes. Now go have fun.”
    I give her a smile, even though I’m worried about her. Maybe I’ll get Sly to come by and check on her