It was so stupid of me to like that. To want to hear it more.
But his honey and gravel voice rumbling my real name?
It zipped right to my clit, too.
“This won’t even be the first time, will it?” He scanned down my body, pausing at the apex of my thighs. “If I would’ve liftedmyshirt out of the way last night, would I have seen your pretty pussy?” His hand rubbed across his jaw as he slowly lifted his gaze back to meet mine. “Yeah. Thought so.”
I didn’t move.
Not because I wasn’t willing.
I just wasn’t completely sure I hadn’t gotten electrocuted by the new blender, and it was all a coma dream.
He mistook my stillness for indecision. “I’ll tell you what. I’ll close my eyes while you do it, and then you can block yourself with your hands. Now pull them down because I’m not gonna say it again.”
His lids were barely closed when I hurriedly undid the tight jeans and wiggled them and my panties down before positioning my hands to cover myself.
And hopefully some of the shiny slickness that coated my inner thighs.
“Ready?” he asked, and I nodded before realizing that wouldn’t work.
“Yeah,” I rasped.
His lids opened, carnal heat filling his blue eyes as a pleased smile curved his mouth. “Brave girl.”
“Brave?” I asked.
He jerked his head toward the door. “Anyone could walk in right now.”
Oh hell.
My front was covered from his view, but my short top did not hide a single inch of my bare ass.
Before I could hyperventilate about that, Rhys moved slowly. Tormentingly slow, like he had all the time in the world. He kept his eyes locked on me as he leaned forward.
Like he was waiting for me to back away.
I didn’t.
His lips grazed the front of my thigh, and my sharp gasp mixed with his groan. “Fuck, you smell incredible.”
As if to prove his point, he inhaled deeper. Filling his lungs with the scent of my arousal. His exhale was almost animalistic, and he doubled down on that, too.
Turning his head, he bit my soft flesh hard enough to leave a mark. I hoped he did. I wanted to beg him to do it again. To bite the other and balance it out. To touch me. Somehow. In some way.
But I didn’t dare move as I waited to see what he did next.
Locked in our game.
His lids lowered.
My breath caught.
And he leaned back.
The bastard.
“Pull your panties up.” He opened an eye enough to look at my face. “Just the panties.”
