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“Then, they probably should’ve been more specific.” Pushing him back onto the bed, I straddle his hips and grin down at him.
“You trying to get me in trouble, Kate?”
“Maybe I want what I can’t have.”
His hands slide up my thighs and toy with the string on my shorts. “Hate to disappoint you, my little porcupine, but I think that ship has sailed. You have me wrapped around your little finger.”
“I do, huh?”
“Mm-hmm,” he hums. The sound is so low, so throaty, it practically vibrates through the air, turning me on and brushing againstallthe right places.
I run my hands along his tight abs, grateful for his lack of a shirt and the sheets bunched around his waist. My lips lift with appreciation as I shamelessly check him out. Seriously, though. This guy? He’s something else. And I have him wrapped around my little finger.
“Then, you probably won’t mind if we break another rule or two, will you?” I murmur.
He hesitates, his attention darting to the closed bedroom door once more. “Kate…”
“Macklin…”
“I respect your father too much to––”
“I’m sure you do.” I roll my hips against him, feeling him harden under me despite his best efforts to keep things PG. “But this is about you and me and how freaking charming you were.”
“I was trying to impress your parents and convince them to let me date their daughter.”
“And you did an excellent job.” I rub myself against him another time and bite my lip as he tries to hold back a groan.
Damn, his groan.
Damn, those blue eyes.
Damn, the way he’s looking at me. Like I’m good enough to eat when he’s the one who’s about to be swallowed whole.
“Kate,” he warns. Again. Only this time, it’s less sure. More desperate.
“Let me thank you for being so sweet today,” I whisper.
His gaze darkens as he watches me scoot lower, dragging my hands from his belly button to the hem of his boxers. Maybe he honestly didn’t expect me to sneak in here. The realization only turns me on more.
“If he finds out, he’ll kill me,” Mack grunts.
I bend closer, rub my nose against the ridge of him, and peek up at Macklin propped against the headboard. “In that case, I suggest you be quiet.”
Slowly, I pull him out of his black boxers, my trepidation begging me to stop and run back to my room. But I don’t. Because it’s what the old Kate would’ve done. The Kate who doesn’t know what it’s like to be looked at the way Mack’s looking at me at this moment. The Kate who thinks she’s a burden. Someone unlovable. Unlikable. Someone who isn’t worth the effort when Macklin’s done nothing but prove the opposite.
Yeah. The girl I was before Macklin came into my life would’ve bolted to her room and locked her door. But now? I know what it’s like to be accepted, flaws and all, and the confidence that comes with it is indescribable, but I’ll do my best to thank Mack anyway.
I lick my lips and touch the head of his cock with my hand, watching as the precum glistens in the light filtering in from the window. He’s turned on. He wants this. Despite his own apprehension, he likes this. Likes me. Likes me sneaking into his room. Likes what I’m about to do. It’s a turn-on for him as much as it is for me.
And damn, if this isn’t a turn-on.
I smile softly, dragging my tongue along the base of him. He tastes good. Smells good. Warm and thick and hot. When I reach the head, I kiss it softly and open my mouth, swirling my tongue around the tip.
Mack curses under his breath and fists the sheets pooled around us, but he doesn’t tell me to stop. And he sure as shit doesn’t mention my dad or how easily we could be caught. And I like this. How I can make him weak with a simple drag of my tongue. I peer up at him again, taking him deeper, adrenaline shooting through me. His jaw is tight, and a tiny vein is throbbing in his forehead as he watches.
Me.
He’s watching me.
