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As hot as it is to watch him grow increasingly unhinged, I take pity on him. It’s been a big day for him, after all. “You can relax, stud. I’ve been saving it for you.”
He lowers his chin, looking at me from under his brows. A hint of distrust remains on his face.
Rightly so. Earned that shit.
I move in close to whisper across his lips. “If you want my pussy, then it’s yours.”
Or any other holeis what I think but don’t say. He’s not ready for that conversation, and I don’t know if I can talk him off another ledge tonight.
Knowing him, he’s never taken a woman in her ass before, and he’d have all kinds of guilty Puritan thoughts about it.
My sweet, innocent, sexy, corruptible baby.
Loosening his bruising grip on me, he pulls back and flashes those puppy dog eyes at me. “What are you doing to me?”
I study his face, letting my gaze sweep over his tanned forehead, his sparkling hazel eyes, the stubble on his chin, and those swollen lips.
“I mean it, Mia. I don’t even recognize myself. These thoughts. The things I’m saying and feeling.” He shakes his head, his expression blurring between despair and confusion.
I pat his hair, smoothing out the disheveled look, then join our lips for a chaste kiss.
“Tiger, you’re bringing out something from inside me I don’t understand.” With a hushed breath across my lips, he repeats his question. “What are you doing to me?”
“I don’t know, but whatever it is, it’s happening to me too.”
It’s true. I’m not myself.
If any other man had called me a dirty slut, I’d have bitten his dick off. Even if I called myself that first.
Maybe it’s the guilt at how I mistreated him, or maybe it’s just something inside me speaking to something inside him.
But whatever it is, I need more.
Our lips converge again, the heat of his desire searing me like a brand.
I’m seconds away from dragging him off the floor and into my bedroom when my phone screeches out the perimeter alarm.
Fuck me.
Actually, no fuck for me.
Chapter20
Odd man out
KLEIN
I’ve never lost a boner so fast in my life.
But the shrieking alarm tone, coupled with the look of sheer panic on Mia’s face, is all it takes for my dick to shrivel like a raisin.
“What’s wrong?”
She shoots to her feet, grabs her shirt, and throws it on while rushing to her phone. “Perimeter alarm.”
The two-word answer has me standing in a flash and stuffing my junk behind my zipper in two seconds flat. “Who?”
If her suddenly rigid posture is anything to go by, she’s not expecting any more house guests tonight.
