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But I’m the perfect gentleman.
I know how to treat my woman. I need to take her home. There, I’ll show her how a goddess like her should be treated. We pull apart and I let out a dissatisfied grunt. I want more. Her lips are intoxicating. It felt almost impossible to stop, but now, I’m no longer interested in something as simple as a kiss. I want everything, and I want it now. I need to get out of here before the beast inside of me breaks free and does something I shouldn’t.
“Shall we get out of here?” I say with a devilish grin.
Her lips form a smile.
“I thought you’d never ask.”
CHAPTER SEVEN
Lucy
My heart is pounding as Wyatt drives us back to his place. He keeps one hand on my leg and the other on the steering wheel, something that only drives my lust higher.
I can’t stop imagining the other places his hands will go, the way he’ll touch me when we’re truly alone, hidden away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Even though we only just met, it feels like I’ve been waiting for this for a lifetime. I guess I always hoped that someday my prince would come to sweep me off my feet…so is this it? Is this the man who is going to give me everything I ever dreamed of?
It’s hard to think of anything else except these tumultuous feelings, but there’s a niggling feeling in the back of my mind, telling me that I shouldn’t be doing this. In fact, I know I shouldn’t be. If my dad knew I was sleeping with the enemy instead of taking him down, he’d be outraged.
My loyalties have always been with my dad, but now, things are more complicated. I should come clean right this second. I should tell Wyatt how our paths even came to cross.
But I can’t. Because I need to see how this plays out. I need to feel his touch. It’s the one thing in this world that I can’t resist. Nothing else in my life matters at the moment. It’s just me and him, exploring the things that we both clearly want so desperately.
My heart is nearly beating out of my chest as the tension within me rises, reaching a boiling point. I’m wet as hell between my legs, and I long to have him feel me there. I want him so badly.
I’m not an impatient person usually, but right now, I just want him to pull over on the side of the road and take me. I get the feeling he’s struggling to restrain himself, from the way his hand keeps traveling up my leg only to stop suddenly.
“Not long now,” he grits out, and I don’t know if he’s assuring me or himself. Either way, his words only fan the flames of my lust. His strong grip on my thigh becomes even tighter, his fingers digging into my skin, knowing that soon enough, he’ll be moving higher up my leg…
When we pull up outside his home, I barely have time to be awestruck by how large and fancy it is because once he parks, he opens the passenger door, and scoops me out as though I’m as light as a feather.
He kisses me with such ferocity I moan against his lips, my hands buried in his hair. He kicks the car door shut and carries me up the stairs and to the door without stopping for breath. His hands support my ass as he carries me in and I wonder if he can tell just how much his touch is affecting me. I’m soaking wet, ready for him.
Once inside the house, he sets me on my feet and fumbles with the buttons of my blouse. I gasp, unprepared for how fast we’re moving, despite waiting for this the entire drive here.
I’ve never even been kissed before today, so this moment is a big deal.
I know where this going. But I find that I don’t mind. Even as my nerves rise up inside me, I give in to the sensations as much as my nerves allow.
His fingers brush across my breasts accidentally as he undoes my buttons, and I cry out in pleasure. Something as simple as his fingertips on my skin is like nothing I’ve ever felt before.
Within moments, I’m shirtless in front of him, my jacket tossed on the floor and my shirt discarded. The only thing covering me is a lace bra that I put on this morning, hoping against hope that he’d get to see it. But I never in my wildest dreams imagined that my dreams would come to fruition. And as he lowers his mouth to kiss my breasts, his tongue leaving a trail behind on my skin, I count myself as the luckiest woman in the world.
