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Gaze constricting, Brandon sticks his hands in his pockets and snorts. “You’re mostly curious about my secrets, and I’m not ready to share them.”
That frustrates me so much I suck air through my teeth. “You won’t share anything. How do you expect me to be with you, but you won’t give me the chance to know you?”
A playful expression softens his features. “I didn’t hear you complaining hours ago, little artist.” He shamelessly steers his gaze over me and licks his lips. “I like how you moan my name. Want me to pleasure you again?”
“No,” I grumble, but the needy undertone gives me away. “If that’s all you want from me, then forget it. As a matter of fact, just take me home.”
“Hm. Fine.” He nods to my uniform on the chair. “Change so we can go.”
I gesture to the painting. “I’ll leave this here until I’m ready to submit it.”
Several minutes later, we’re slowing down outside my house. Dad’s car is in the driveway.
“See you on Monday,” I tell Brandon, twisting to open the door.
“It’s the weekend. I’ll pick you up tomorrow.”
“You just never ask.” I shake my head in wonder. “Fine. Where are we going?”
“The hills.” He smirks while adding, “Where you’ll spill everything since you’re so concerned with secrets.”
“Pfft.” I turn to leave.
“Say you’re mine,” he rumbles. “Just admit it.”
I sputter a short laugh. “I’ll say it when I’m ready and without force. And after you tell me everything.”
Brandon grips my thigh and drags his hand under my skirt, roughly groping my pussy. “Such a defiant girl. I might just break into your room later and fuck you until my name is the only thing you can say.”
Of course, his dirty threat stimulates my body, along with his hand between my thighs. He rubs my clit through the fabric, inciting shudders.
Freeing the tightness from my throat, I gather strength amid his pleasuring and rasp out, “Maybe I’ll leave my window open, so you don’t have to break in.”
His brows shoot up in surprise, and he moves his hand. “Huh.”
“You still don’t scare me, Brandon.” I open the door and exit the car. “Goodnight.”
He smirks. “Night, little artist.” Then he drives off down the street. Honestly, the naughty side of me wouldn’t mind him climbing through my window later tonight to claim my body just as he teased.
