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Someone who he thought was sexy, not adorable.
I already wanted to rip his future obsession’s hair out. Clenching my teeth together, I snarked, “Are there any other rules, Professor?”
His pupils expanded as he lowered his head until his warm breath caressed my cheek. “Hundreds of them. No talking to any male unrelated to you by blood. No smiling at anyone but me. Those are mine.”
“Earn them, and you might get one or two.”
“Give me as few or as many as you deem me worthy, zhizn moya. But it will not end well for anyone if you bestow those precious smiles on others.”
I rolled my eyes. “It doesn’t take much to make me smile, asshole. I’ll give them out like candy if I want. You don’t get a say in what or whom I smile at. Be thankful if you get any.”
“I will treasure every one you give me.” He moved his hand from my neck to the back of my head, drawing me closer until his lips lightly brushed mine as he spoke. “But I’m a greedy man, starved for your sweetness.”
Clutching blindly at his shirt, I twisted my fingers in the material, a part of me scared he would pull away and turn cold again. “You could have binged on me all night if you hadn’t sent me away.”
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
vaughn
Hearing the hurt in Abi’s voice was a gut punch, knocking the air from my chest.
Fuck.
“I didn’t send you away. Something with one of my side jobs popped up, and I needed to focus all my attention on that.” Touching my lips to the corner of her mouth, I was rewarded with her ragged inhale as she melted into me a little more. “I apologize for not explaining myself better, but you’re so damn distracting.”
“But you were… I don’t know, cold?” she whispered.
“I was angry about the work issues. It was unexpected and required my complete focus. I didn’t want to be away from you for even a few minutes. But it had to be done.” Tipping her chin up, I begged for her understanding with my eyes. “This is new for me, wildfire. I’ve never had someone I care about. I’m going to fuck up. That’s why I need you to be open with me about everything.”
“Yeah, well, that works both ways,” she said as she poked me in the chest with her index finger. “I was feeling super vulnerable last night. There I was, enjoying the afterglow of multiple orgasms and having your complete attention. Which is addictive, by the way. I’ve never been happier than I was last night. And then you flipped personalities on me. What was I supposed to think?”
“You’re right,” I agreed without hesitation. “My only excuse is that these emotions are new to me, and I sometimes don’t know how to immediately process them. I’m a work in progress. I promise to do better, but I need you to have a little patience with me.”
Her blue eyes scanned mine for a long moment while she chewed on her bottom lip. I pressed my thumb to the delicate tissue so she didn’t hurt herself. “I might have overreacted a little. This is new to me too. We haven’t even labeled anything yet.”
“What do you want labeled?”
“Nothing,” she squeaked, shaking her head in a rush. “I mean, this is way too new. We need to take a little time to figure things out… Right?”
“We’ve wasted enough time.” Grasping her hips, I lifted her. She wrapped her legs around my waist, her hands holding on to my shoulders as I sat on her bed with her straddling me. “I’m not going another day without you.”
“Promise?” She ducked her head. “Don’t answer that. Things are complicated right now.”
“Hey.” I lifted her chin, but she lowered her lashes before I could read what she might be thinking. “Rule two, Abi.”
She squirmed on my lap, pressing herself down on me, an obvious distraction tactic. But it worked. And because it was her, I allowed it. “Right now, the only thing I’m feeling is how hard you are.”
Rolling her hips, she rubbed against me. My cock swelled painfully, but so did my heart. Everything good in the world was because of her. Feeling her wet heat through my pants, I understood that even more. Each and every moment in my life before her was inconsequential. If she was in my arms, it was all worth it. I’d relive every day of the past thirty-five years on repeat, as long as I got to hold her like this for a few more minutes.
I dipped my hand between her legs, finding her bare beneath my shirt she wore. Spreading her wet lips, I eased one finger inside her. Whining my name, she wiggled her hips, taking me deeper.
Fuck, she was beautiful with her cheeks pink and her eyes glittering. Wanting me. Only me. Remembering how roughly I’d taken her the night before, I was careful how deep I went. “Tell me if you are sore, zhizn moya.”
Closing her eyes, she dropped her head back onto her shoulders. I kissed her exposed neck, down to my mark on her shoulder. My teeth grazed over the fading bruise. She swallowed hard, the muscles tensing and relaxing beneath my mouth as the air whooshed from her lungs. I bit her a little harder. My reward, her pussy contracting around my finger, trying to suck me deeper.
“No,” she moaned, riding my hand. Her tightness squeezed my digit, her honey dripping into my palm. “No, I’m not sore at all. Vaughn!”
“What do you want, my sweet girl?”
