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"Please, baby."
A-n-d, when he says the P-word, I can’t refuse him. When he commands me, I can’t stop myself from doing what he wants. And when he requests anything from me I…all but fall apart in my speed to comply. Either way, I’m fucked. I look up, and instantly, his piercing blue gaze locks with mine. He lowers his face, brushes his lips over mine and… I. Melt. I fall apart. Completely. A tear squeezes out from the corner of my eye. He instantly licks it up.
"Fuck, Rabbit. Don’t cry."
"I’m not c-c-c-crying." A-n-d, cue the stammer. It’s largely under control, except when I’m overwhelmed with emotions. Like now.
I begin to pull away, but he grips my chin. "You don’t ever have to hide from me."
"I’m not hiding."
"Your stammer is a part of you, baby, and I fucking love it. I love every little thing that makes you... You. Your imperfections, your weaknesses, your faults are what attract me to you. I fucking adore every part of you. I wouldn’t want you any other way.”
My cheeks flush. He used the L-word. My heart somersaults into my throat. He usedthe L-word. Also, it’s the first time he’s referring to my impediment. To be honest, I never talk about it. My parents pretended everything was fine, and so did I…by turning to singing. When I sing, I’m not a confused Mafia princess turned popstar with millions of online followers who’re quick to pass judgement on me. I’m simply a woman who bows to the muse inside. Who becomes the muse and channels this incredible gift so the world can hear it. Singing gave me the courage to be what I am. Just like he did.
I tilt up my head; he lowers his and brushes his mouth over mine. Soft, sweet—sweeter than any kiss we’ve shared before. Sweeter than any touch of his before. He stays there, savoring me, sharing my breath. Heat vibrates out from his touch, lighting up the nooks and crannies of my body that I’d forgotten even existed. A shiver oscillates up my spine, and a groan vibrates up his chest.
Our lips cling, he swipes his tongue across my mouth, and I gasp. Instantly, he pushes forward, and I widen my legs to accommodate him. The tent in his crotch presses against my clit, and I whimper.
"Fucking hell, baby, those noises you make drive me out of my head." He bites down on my lower lip, and I shudder. Then he licks my mouth, and my pussy quivers. "Fuck me, Declan."
His lips curve against mine. "I will, I promise, but first we need to speak."
He tears his mouth from mine, then hesitates and kisses me hard. "Don’t look at me like that, baby."
"Can’t believe you turned me down."
He scowls. "Does this look like I’m turning you down?" He thrusts forward, and the roughness of his jeans, combined with that baseball bat-sized erection he’s sporting, rubs up on my still-bared clit. My thighs clench.
"Does it, baby?"
I shake my head.
"I promise, I’m going to satisfy you completely. But first, we really do need to speak." He leans over, runs the water and washes his hands. Then holds a washcloth under the tap, before squeezing it out and pressing it between my thighs. The slight burn in my core fades away, and I sigh. He kisses my forehead, then drops the washcloth in the bin. Stepping back, he pulls my panties up, then straightens my dress over my thighs.
"You’re not wearing such a short dress again."
"What?" I blink.
"That dress—" He jerks his chin at my thighs. "You may wear it at home, for my pleasure, but when you go on stage, you'll dress like I want you to."
"Excuse me?" I gape at him. "Did you just ask me to change my look?"
"What’s wrong with that?" He helps me down from the counter, then looks me up and down. "Also, now that we’re together—"
"Hold on—" I throw up my hand. "Who said anything about being together?"
"You just allowed me to shove my fingers knuckle deep inside you. And by the force with which your pussy clamped down, I’d say you were very happy about it, too."
"It wasoneorgasm," I snap.
"And there’ll be more to come. No hurry, huh? Now that we’re going to be acting together in my film."
"Wait, what?" I blink. "I’m not acting in your film."
"Yes, you are."
I laugh. "You’re delusional. Besides, I don’t know anything about acting."
