Groaning, I moved on his lap and made myself more comfortable against him, snuggling against his chest. “Let me sleep.”

His husky chuckle sent a shiver down my sore body. Well, the reason behind my tiredness was him. After our twenty-five day trip to Greece and Turkey, we were supposed to meet my family at dinner directly after landing in LA. So here we were, outside my parents’ house. But I could barely move without wincing.

Because this man just can’t keep it in his pants.

Just because a male flight attendant flashed me his biggest smile, he banned that man from his private jet and took me to the posh bedroom of his like a rag doll, claiming me again and again as his.

As if I wasn’t already his.

Not that I didn’t beg him for more and screamed in ecstasy at his rough touches.

But now I had to endure the consequences. I didn’t want to do the funny walk before my parents.

“They’re waiting for us, Rosebud. If your father didn’t insist, I wouldn’t force you to get up. I would’ve loved to go home and have you all to myself again,” he rasped, brushing his lips against my cheek.

I slapped his chest, opening my eyes to glare at him. “Don’t you dare touch me for at least a week! You’re banned from sex until I’m walking fine again.”

Horror drew on his features. “What? You’re joking, right?”

“I’m not.”

Then he pulled me closer, biting on my lower lip. “I don’t understand why you’re punishing me, my rose. I thought after I thoroughly satisfied you, you would give me a reward.”

I raised my brows, leaning away from his sinful lips.

“Who said I’m satisfied? I didn’t like it at all.” Moving in discomfort again, I pouted.

“Really?” His voice came out low. “I clearly remember someone moaning and begging me to go harder.”

Heat crept up my cheeks as I hid my face in the crook of his neck, making him laugh.

“You’re so mean!”

He placed a kiss on my head. “Does it hurt, baby? I’m sorry. I should’ve gone a little gentler. You should take a painkiller.”

I shook my head. “I already took one. I’ll be fine, don’t worry. Let’s go now. Otherwise, Mom will blow up our phones again.”

She has been doing it for the last two days to make sure we attend the family dinner. Even Tess and Caleb would be there.

“What are you doing?” I squeaked as he scooped me into his arms as soon as we got out of the car.

“Carrying my Rosebud so she doesn’t have to walk.” He walked inside with me in his arms.

“What? No, put me down! I can walk myself. My parents will be there!”