“Noted. Won’t happen again.”
That seems to catch him off guard, because he gawks at me as if I’m an alien.
“You still have to offer me something, though,” I say when he keeps staring, his eyes narrowed the slightest.
“That sounds like a threat.”
“A threat is if I give you an ultimatum. I’m just putting in an innocent request here.”
“Innocent.” He scoffs. “Bullshit.”
“Well, as innocent as you make it.”
He rolls his eyes, letting out this cute little grumble. God, he’s so fucking pretty and petty, I can’t get enough.
I think that’s the reason I keep going out of my way to yank his chain. To hear that raspy voice with a deepness that goes straight to my cock.
It helps that he’s so fun to mess with.
“Let’s hear it,” he says. “What do you want?”
“You know what I want.” I take a step toward him, my voice lowering.
He doesn’t escape me like he did the last time, which is an improvement, if you ask me.
I’m taming the wild horse step by agonizing step.
“No, I don’t.” His voice is rougher, those deep tones reverberating off my skin.
“You sure?” I stop when my boots touch his bare toes, leaning in close enough that I’m inhaling the ocean tones off his skin, but not close enough to touch.
And fuck.
Fucking hell, he smells like temptation and bad decisions all wrapped in beautiful skin.
This close, I can see the flecks of darker green in his eyes, mixing with the lighter color like poetic art people will stare at for hours and not understand. His nostrils flare, and I feel the warmth of his fractured exhale on my tongue.
That’s where I want him.
On my fucking tongue.
Just a taste.
One.
A tiny taste won’t hurt my plan.
The space between us is charged with an electric spark, and it takes all my fucking will not to slam my lips to his slightly pouty ones. I’d sink my teeth into that soft cushion and bite him, then suck it into my mouth until he’s imprinted into my soul.
“Stop looking at me like that.”
His unsteady voice is music to my ears. He can’t resist this either. Iknowhe can’t. Because instead of being such a smart-ass like usual, he looks so serious right now.
I inch closer because I can’t help it. He’s standing there looking like sin in human form, and I’m ready to fall into it headfirst. “Like what?”
“Like you’re going to kiss me. Don’t eventhinkabout it.”
“Is that too gay for you?”
