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His hands cup my face, his thumbs stroking over my cheeks. “Are you feeling hot, baby?”
I nod.
“How long have you been feeling overly hot?”
“I don’t know. It’s on and off.”
“I can take you through your heat when it comes,” he says.
His eyes lock onto mine, and we stay staring at each other as I think about Walker taking me through my heat. He would be the perfect alpha, and I’ve secretly crushed on him for years but he’s also my dad’s best friend.
He rubs his nose over my cheeks, my neck. Scent marking me. Not that he needs to do that because I love his smell.
It’s like he’s my alpha, but he’s not only my father’s best friend, he’s my godfather. “I’m going to a heat clinic.”
He releases a low growl and pulls me further onto his lap until my pussy is sitting on the bulge of his cock.
A whine escapes my lips without warning.
His touch becomes more possessive. His hands glide up the back of my thighs, his fingertips send a shiver down my spine as his breath ghosts over my neck as he leans in closer. His lips brush against my earlobe.
“Do you smell me?” I ask. Because I can smell his scent, but can he smell mine?
“Your perfume has always been sweet to me,” he replies.
Not telling me exactly what my perfume is.
Is he scared we’re not a match?
“You’re mine now,” he whispers, his voice filled with a mix of desire and dominance. “I’ve dreamed about this moment for so long.”
“You have.” My heart pounds in my chest as anticipation courses through my veins. The air inside the car thickens with sexual tension. His scent is intoxicating.
I feel heady.
He whispers in my ear, “I want to make you mine, Eleanor. Do you wish to be mine?”
I’ve had a crush on Walker since the day he rescued me. Before then, he was dad’s best friend, and I never looked at him in any other way than as a very nice older man.
A shiver runs down my spine as he grips my arms and pulls my wrists to his mouth. His tongue slides over the scars the kidnapper made.
I exhale a deep breath.
Today, the scars are healed.
That day, Walker licked my blood, soothing the sting.
I don’t know what happened that day, but that day slick gushed from me like never before. Like now.
I squirm on his lap, trying to squeeze my thighs together so he doesn’t notice. Unable to form words for what is happening to me.
His touch becomes more urgent.
His hands grip my hips, pulling me closer to him, until my pussy is seated on his hard cock again.
My eyes widen. “Walker.”
“It’s okay, baby girl. I’ve got you.” The leather seat beneath us creaks, amplifying the growing tension between us.
