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I stifle a laugh, desperate to not let my sexy thoughts spill out uncontrollably. “Is that your pants? They’re very… dashing.”
“You know,salvarare also very popular in Morocco, I’m told.”
“Morocco?” I bury my burning face in my arms on the counter.“Youwent down an internet rabbit hole, didn’t you? Oh my God, have you been stalking me?”
“Can you blame me?” Kaan meticulously arranges two places of delectable food on the counter before passing one over to me. Crispy prawn pancakes, steamed rice, and a tangy papaya salad. The enticing aroma of the crispy prawn pancakes waft up my nose, making my mouth water in anticipation. “Do you remember what I said to you on our first night together?”
Of course. I remember everything.
“I want to kiss every part of you until you are a whimpering mess under my mouth, until you beg me to fuck you.”
God knows I’ve replayed it over in my mind at least a thousand times every day.
“You will touch yourself only when I say you can.”
Unable to concentrate on anything except what he said to me… what hedidto me.
“I want to possess you.”
And leaving me a sopping mess every moment of every day since.
“Tell me you are mine.”
But this is real life.
“You said so many wildly inappropriate things.”
He snorts and hands me chopsticks. “You are mine. And because you are mine, I want to know everything about you, Nutmeg.”
“I belong to nobody.”
“You belong to me—” His gaze flickers to my mouth and I bite my lip, trying desperately to ignore the tightening of my thighs and the rapid pulsing that settles between my legs. It takes all my effort to not moan at him in reply. “— and I belong to you.”
Wait!
What?
How are we having this life-altering conversation over a dish of crispy prawn pancakes?
I laugh it off despite my heart racing at a bazillion beats a minute. “What does that even mean?”
“Honestly? I haven’t got a fucking clue.”
“What makes you think I’d want to be with you?”
His chuckle is low and dangerous. “Because I’m a rock-star.”
I do my best to brush off the arrogance that emanates from his lips. “You really think a lot of yourself, don’t you?”
“You said to me that there was more to relationships than just sex.”
“And you laughed at me.”
With an air of certainty, Kaan nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders, his gaze piercing through the depths of my being, framed by his captivating dark lashes. “Let’s just say I’ve reconsidered my ideology.”
Leaning forward, I playfully put my hands under my chin, a mischievous smile tugging at the corners of my lips. “Oh, I'm looking forward to this.” My tone is dripping with sarcasm.
“Listen, I’ve used women, sure, but no more than they’ve used me. Screw a rock-star and you might just become famous yourself. No romance necessary just suck my dick and be thankful for the opportunity.”
