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CHAPTER 20
Azzaria
“It’s basically a book about our situation, Azzaria.” One thing I hadn’t ever expected him to pick up was reading romance novels, but here we were, discussing yet another great book.
“No,” I stressed, “it may have the same storyline, but the plot isn’t the same. I’m nothing like Chloe, and you’re not like Bennett.” He convinced himself that all my book recommendations were solely based on our relationship dynamic.
“The only similarity is that you’re a bit similar to Chloe.” He chuckled.
“So you think I’m like other women?”
“Don’t twist my statements, precious,” he said, almost in a warning tone.
“I’m not twisting them.” I got up from his lap and walked directly to his kitchen island, petting Pebbles.
She’s the cutest dog ever and I loved her so much.
“You are.” He charged towards me, removing the dog from my hands and putting her in the cage. “You’re thinking on it too hard. I didn’t say you were like other women; you have a similar persona to that of Chloe in this book.”
“You should probably go find someone like Chloe then,” I rolled my eyes and spun around, turning my back to him. This was definitely pushing him too far, especially out of stupidity, but I loved seeing him possessive over me. It made me feel safe and protected.
“Azzaria.”
He took several deep breaths before walking closer to me. It’s more than obvious that he didn’t like this game we were playing, but I liked it.
“It’s nice to see you all riled up,” I chuckled, “makes me think you want me.”
“I need you. It’s said that you can’t need and want someone simultaneously, but I need and want you. You’re mine. I’m yours.” He leaned forward, grabbing me from the chair and flinging me gently over his shoulders. I swear he’s like a giant puppy, always wanting to play.
“Dillon,” I shouted with hints of laughter in my voice, “put me down.”
“If you wish,” he laughed and dropped me gently on the bed, allowing his large body shadow to hover over me.
These playful moments were the ones I could live with—the ones I could count on and the ones I loved.
“What are you wearing tonight?”
“Tonight?” I asked, looking shocked. I totally knew what it was, but his reactions are always my favorite things.
“Our date. Damn it,” he gritted, tightening the grip of the sheets and lowering his body weight on me. I’m not sure if I’m supposed to be turned on right now or squealing in pain because he’s pressing out my body.
“Hey, big man,” I called out, running my hands through his hair, “I know it’s our date. I chose something lovely. You’re getting your world rocked later,” I giggled.
“Can I rock your world now?”
“Patience.”
“Your pussy is just as addicting as you are. I don’t ever not think about having you, Azzaria.” His voice remained raspy and rough, turning me on with each word he said. “I’ve had you once and I can’t get enough.”
Dillon’s lips brutally claimed mine. I wasn’t even sure when his head moved from my stomach, but it did.
His hand shaped my neck, his thumbs held my jaw in place for his aggression. The urge to fight back and resist him was strong, but I just surrendered to him, no fight in me right now, not wanting to be the difficult woman.
He deserved to enjoy this, enjoy me. I let him work my mouth, slide his tongue inside, map the roof of my mouth.
He broke the kiss, his eyes hazy with a strange brew of lust and compassion
“Precious,” he growled.
