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“Stay where you belong, woman.”
Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck.
She shivered, gazing up at him, feeling the truth of what he’d said.
A hand gripped her chin. “Look at me and ask nicely for what you want.”
His blue eyes were mesmerizing. A door inside her that she’d always kept heavily locked was opening to him, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.
He stared into her, like he was learning every secret she’d tried to keep hidden from herself. The instinct to rub against his legs like a tame housecat was difficult to overcome.
Ask nicely for what she wanted? An orgasm or five would be nice, but it was the barest minimum of what she wanted from him.
What I really want is to know how you feel about me, because I think I’m accidentally falling in love with you.
Love? Fuck. She pushed the thought away. Euphoria from that tattoo, and the date, and the frustrated orgasm were to blame. It wasn’t love, it was just . . . feelings tricking her. Falling in love with a car thief would be a bad idea. And two thieves together? They were, by nature, untrustworthy, right? So why did she trust him so implicitly?
“What do you want, baby?” he coaxed.
“Whatever you want, Fox,” she whispered. His name came out of her mouth with far too much reverence than it should have. She pulled her chin from his grasp and latched onto one of his fingers, sucking it like it was his cock. His eyes went half-lidded, and he watched her as though the spell between them went both ways.
“What if I don’t want you to come?”
She released his finger and sat back on her heels. “Then I’ll wait.”
A silent conversation transpired between them. She caught that he wanted her and she was making him feel things he wasn’t comfortable with.
Welcome to the club.
Silently, he stripped out of his clothes and yanked back the blankets on the bed, leaving the bottom sheet and a pillow, but throwing the rest on the floor. She couldn’t decide whether to drool over his chest, his arms, his stomach muscles, or the thick, hard cock he kept waving in front of her face.
“Up.”
She got back onto the bed and he guided her belly down on the mattress, wedging the pillow under her hips. Hopefully he was done messing with her and would finally give her what she needed.
“Show me how you touch yourself when you think about me,” he commanded.
“What?” She blushed so hard it felt like her cheeks were being scalded. “I don’t—”
“Liar.”
She bit her lip. “I wasn’t going to deny it.” Even though it was so fucking conceited of him to assume that. The truth of it was completely irrelevant. “I was just going to say I don’t really know how to do that facedown.”
A laugh rumbled from his chest. “Lying on your new tattoo is a bad idea. I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”
“But . . . I can’t if you’re watching,” she lied.
“You were going to a few minutes ago.”
“That was different. It was a threat to get you to do what I wanted.”
“Trying to trick me into doing what you want comes with consequences. Now I want to watch. Get to it.”
Nothing like putting a girl on the spot. She was horny and wanted to come, but she knew he wouldn’t make it that easy. Ugh. The man had an incredible dick and she really wanted him to use it on her. But if he wanted to watch . . . Maybe it would make things happen faster.
She shut her eyes and slid a hand under her belly, wriggling it lower to the split in her sex.
He reached for something, then pulled his T-shirt over her head, startling her. When it covered her eyes, he twisted it and it stayed in place after a bit of fiddling. It was surprisingly effective as a blindfold.
