Page 89 of Owen North


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She’s saying she’ll come back but everything I’m seeing in her says she wants everything I want.

I reach out and wrap my hand around her wrist as she begins to turn to leave. “What did you come in here for?”

Her breaths deepen. “I need help with my dress.”

My eyes drop to the knee-length, navy dress she’s wearing. Thankfully, there’s not a bow in sight, or a belt. “Turn around.”

She hesitates like she’s reconsidering her request.

“I’ve managed to keep my hands to myself for almost a week,” I say. “I can manage this.” I lift my chin. “Turn around.”

She only hesitates for another couple of seconds before turning.

Fuck.

While there’s no bow or belt in sight, there’s a whole lot of skin in sight at the back of this dress. Skin I’m going to think about for the entirety of dinner.

“Do you have any other dresses to choose from?” I ask as I brush her hair to the side so I can access the two buttons at the top of the dress.

She twists her body and neck just enough so she can look at me. “We are not negotiating this dress.”

“I’d very much like to attempt a negotiation.”

“Okay then.” She turns to face me, her gaze traveling down my body. “Let’s negotiate these trousers as part of the deal.”

Christ, we’re in dangerous territory now if she’s going where I assume she is.

“What’s your request?” I ask.

“I don’t ever want to see them on you again.” Her eyes meet mine again. “And unlike you, I don’t care who sees your cock so long asIsee it.”

My hand is in her hair before I can stop it, and my mouth is on hers, claiming the kiss I’ve spent a week thinking about.

Charlize’s whole body sinks into mine.

Her arms are around me.

Her hands reach for parts of me that never want to know denial again.

Her tongue demands everything I want to give her.

I can’t think straight.

I’mnotthinking straight.

All I know is that I can’t go another second without knowing her touch again.

I lose myself in this kiss, and yet I know I’m finding myself in the only way that matters.

I’ll go through hell for this if I have to.

From the moment Charlize told me she wanted to go swimming with me at Shipwreck Beach, I’d have gone through hell for this. She mesmerized me in that bathroom, and I now know I’ll do anything to make her mine.

I back her against the wardrobe and cup one of her breasts before pulling my mouth from hers so I can kiss my way down her neck to her throat.

Charlize arches her back and angles her head back while sliding her fingers into my hair.

Fuck, there’s something about her fingers in my hair that gets me every time she does it. I grind my dick against her and suck her neck harder, tasting the perfume that has caused me no end of hardship since the moment I followed her onto my jet.

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