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"What question?"
"Wanna touch my—"
"No." I cross my arms across my chest. "I thought we weren’t going to… you know—"
"Fuck?"
My cheeks heat. "Exactly."
"No fucking doesn’t mean no touching."
"What?" My blush deepens.
"A-n-d I rest my case about how innocent you are." He pulls out his phone and begins to scroll down the screen.
Guess I’ve been dismissed then.
I glance out the window at the cityscape far below.Why don’t I feel a shred of apprehension leaving with this almost-stranger? Why don’t I feel down about leaving my home-country behind? Why am I not more scared about the future? Why do I feel like I have only now started living? Not being held back by my family, or the oppressive society I grew up in?I draw in a deep breath and my lungs inflate. The oxygen rushes into my blood and my head spins a little. It’s as if I’ve been reborn. Emerging from a womb where I was sheltered and controlled for too long. I shoot a sideways glance and take in the scar at his forehead.How deep was the wound that caused that? How much did it hurt?
"It didn’t hurt that much. Unfortunately, that didn’t stop the scar from forming."
I stiffen. "I didn’t ask."
He glances up at me. "You were thinking so loudly, I could hear you."
"You don’t know what I’m thinking.’
"You’re nothing, if not predictable."
"Oh?" I tilt my head. "What am I thinking about right now?"
He peruses my features. "You’re thinking how much you want to get on your knees and suck my cock."
I flush. Heat twists my belly. A heavy pulse springs to life between my legs. Oh, god, his filthy words are better than the ones I read in those books. Now, I remember why I liked those novels so much. All those dirty talking, morally grey heroes made me feel funny in my lower regions. But none of them turned me on as much as Declan, with his hard, gravelly voice, that mean look in his eyes, and a demeanor implying he hates me so much, he’s going to turn my life to dust. I swallow, then square my jaw. "You’re wrong."
"Oh?" He smirks.
"I’m not thinking it; I’m doing it right now."
9
Declan
With that, she unhooks her seatbelt and drops to her knees in front of me.
Interesting. I should be shocked. No, I am shocked by her forwardness, but only because this is Solene—the girl I thought was innocent, the girl I know was a virgin when I last saw her, the girl responsible for turning my life upside down.
I’ve had plenty of women since then. I tried to drown out the lure of those green eyes by burying my cock in as many warm holes as I could find, but nothing helped. I need closure. I need to face that specific ghost from my past and put it to rest. Which is why I offered to take her to LA with me. I'm helping her find herself; but more importantly, I'll finally get over my obsession with her. Seeing her every day will be a kind of exposure therapy. Soon, I'll be able to flush her out of my system. That was my rationale. It didn’t include her kneeling in front of me with a half-eager, half-terrified look in her eyes.
"The fuck you doing, Solene?" I growl.
Take it out. Now, squeeze it from base to crown and lick off the precum. Good girl. That’s it. Now take it all the way, until you choke on it, until I can wrap my fingers around your neck and feel my shaft ensconced by the walls of your throat.
Without taking her gaze off my crotch she gulps. "I…I…I…" She squeezes her eyelids shut. "I’m so pathetic I can’t even do this properly." She jumps to her feet, then races down the aisle. The bathroom door opens, then closes behind her.
I blow out a breath. Jesus, that was close. If she had touched the snap of my jeans, I’d have been a goner. I wanted to watch the reaction on her face when she was greeted by the sight of my fully erect cock. A cock that throbs and extends and presses painfully against the fabric of my crotch, determined to get out. I widen my stance to accommodate my erection, then throw my head back against the seat and groan.
Did I make a mistake inviting her to come with me?I’ll admit, I saw something in her. I recognized how lost she was. How she’s floundered to try to find a path for herself. I think allowing herself to be trapped in an arranged marriage was her last effort to find some meaning to her life.
