Page 6 of His Demands


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There’s also something wildly different about him.

The dark look in his eyes has me feeling he could eat me alive.

As I study him some more I notice a shamelessly generous bulge protruding from his pants.

Is that a boner?

It makes me lick my lower lip as my gaze travels back up to find him looking at me with that same darkness in his eyes.

Then he finally breaks the silence.

“You know that text you sent about you hating me?”

Dread grabs me by the throat and stiffens my joints as I understand what’s happening. “I… I…” I can’t say anything else.

“You sent that to me.” He takes a deep breath and a step toward me.

Just like that, the distance between us shrinks.

The air thickens.

My lungs fail me.

I’m a deer caught in the headlights, and Ivan is about to destroy me. “In case you were wondering, whatever you imagined in here doesn’t come close to how I can make you feel.”

“What are you talking about?”

Ivan raises his eyebrow at me. Again, I don’t know what to make of it. “I’ve been standing here for a while now, trying to figure out the best way to approach the issue of that text you sent me.”

“It was a mistake,” I mumble.

“What happened in here didn’t sound like a mistake.”

I glance over my shoulder. The sofa. Oh, boy, he heard me. He heard me calling out his name. This can’t be happening!

He heard me pleasuring myself, imagining him in the most decadent way possible and crying out for him, mid-orgasm.

There’s no unringing that bell.

And the bulging erection in his pants only serves to confirm that he’s not here to berate me about a stupid text.

My core tightens. It’s a slippery slope.

But it feels like the universe heard my wish and is granting me the opportunity to take it.

Say something Julie.

Anything.

“Will you show me?”, my voice comes out in a whisper.

“Show you what?” He sounds horny as hell, but also angry.

That turns me on even more.

“How you can make me feel.”

Our gazes lock.

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