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I close my mouth, but I’m shaking, relieved that I finally got to get everything off my chest and let him have it—but feeling way too exposed.
“Take your pants off,” Callan orders.
“Have you lost your mind?” I squawk, staring at him blankly.
“There is no other woman, Zoe. Denessa certainly isn’t a woman I would take to my bed. It is interesting that you would jump to that conclusion so easily about me. I know you’re young, but is it unheard of to question your man when you hear something you don’t like? Wouldn’t that make more sense than running away like a petulant child?”
“I…we…Are you saying you’renotsleeping with Denessa?” I ask.
“The only woman I want in my bed is you. That’s been true since the moment I first saw you.”
“Well…I mean...it hasn’t been that long.”
“Long enough for me to know I want to keep you,” Callan says.
“Keep me?” I ask. “That makes me sound like a possession.”
“You are. You’re mine,” he insists. “You came to my bed willingly and let me taste your sweetness. That’s not something I take lightly, nor would I ever. I sure as hell wouldn’t cheapen the gift of your innocence by fucking someone else.” He doesn’t seem to blink as he’s talking to me. There’s anger in his words, but there’s also sincerity laced in everything he’s saying and I know I was wrong.
“Who is Denessa?” I ask, quietly.
“You told me you loved me. Were you lying to me, Zoe?”
“I told you that?” I panic. I think through everything that has happened trying to figure out what he’s talking about.
“You said it the kitchen after the first night we made love.”
I think back to falling asleep in his arms, the words bounding around my head, and they must’ve slipped out.
“Zoe.” It takes me a minute to look up into his eyes, which I know are pinned on me because I can feel them. I finally look up. “Do you love me?”
I lick my lips nervously. “Yes. That’s why it hurt so much when I heard you on the phone talking to another woman about your needs in the bedroom.”
“Do you believe that I would hurt you like that?”
“No. I’m sorry, I should’ve stayed and talk to you about everything.”
“Take off your pants, Zoe.”
I start to protest, but I snap my mouth shut. There's something in his eyes that tells me to stop pushing. My hands shake as I undo the button. I swallow as I look at Callan, my nerves threatening to overtake me. His face is cool and collected—giving nothing away. When I slide the zipper down, it sounds unnaturally loud.
"That's my good girl," he praises as I finish taking them off, kicking them to the side.
My body feels as if it's on fire when I see the approval in his eyes. My heart thunders against my chest.
"Now, it's time for your panties. Bare that pussy for me. Show me exactly what I own."
My cheeks flush with his words. Excitement explodes inside of me because he’s right. He does own my body. I feel alive—truly alive—when I’m with him. I’m nervous but when I see the look in his eyes, it gives me courage to peel off my panties. Once that’s done, I stand still, suddenly unsure of what to do with my hands.
“Now your shirt.”
I peel that off slowly, getting more brazen with each piece of clothing I take off. His gaze heats my skin and makes me feel beautiful. I drop my shirt to the floor, leaving me only in my bra.
“You know what I want next, Zoe,” he hums.
I work the snap, releasing it. It falls to the ground after I let it slide down my arms.
“Come over here,” he commands.
