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"What did you mean the other night in the pool when you said, 'You don't know what you do to me?'" Those words had been stuck on repeat since he'd said them.
"Dare."
"Really?" I asked, my brows furrowing.
"Dare me to show you," he whispered against my ear, and I ignored the heat that rushed through me.
"Show me what?" I asked, confusion contorting my face.
"Dare me to show you what you do to me."
I knew I shouldn't, but my curiosity overpowered my common sense. "I dare you to show me."
The corners of his mouth curled up, his gaze flickering between my eyes and my lips. He bit down on his bottom lip, slowly releasing it before leaning in and brushing them against mine. Raw desire flashed across his perfect face as his hand gripped the nape of my neck, and his lips crashed into mine in a hot, possessive, demanding kiss that screamed you are mine and only mine. His tongue flicked across my lips, teasing me to open as his fingers gripped tighter around the back of my neck, holding me in place. My fingers curled into the thin material of his T-shirt, pulling him into me. My lips parted, and his tongue pushed through, twisting with mine, teasing and tasting me. Sucking in my bottom lip and catching it between his teeth, he pulled back, slowly releasing it.
Sliding off the seat and onto the floor, finally settling on his knees in front of me, he traced his fingertips down the outside of my thighs. His eyes locked on mine. My heart pounded so hard I thought it might explode, and my breathing was erratic. In the same sense, I was terrified of his touch; I also craved it. Squeezing my thighs tightly, I tried not to give away how much my body wanted him.
Never breaking eye contact, Christian used both hands and strength to gently pry apart my legs. He pressed his warm, soft lips to my inner thigh, and I sucked in a sharp breath. Closing my eyes, my head fell back as heat flooded my body. Nipping and biting, he slid up my inner thigh, leaving a trail of heated chills.
"Relax," he whispered against my skin. The heat from his words snaked around me, making my head spin. "No one can see us." Sucking in a deep breath, I relaxed, allowing myself to give in to him.
Kissing and licking his way up my inner thigh, teasing every sensitive nerve ending along the way; my legs spread wider, allowing his mouth to slide further up my thighs. My breathing deepened, and a small moan escaped my lips. His mouth hovered over the thin lace of my pink panties, his hot breath caressing the sensitive skin. A rush of heat spread through me, and I couldn't think about anything but his mouth on me and how desperate I was for his touch. He looked up through his long dark lashes, his heated gaze begging for permission. My eyes screamed,pleasedon't stop!
But he stopped…
"Did that answer your question," he asked breathlessly.
What?
No!
That answered absolutely nothing…
Now I was even more confused, but I nodded. He'd brought me to the edge and stopped before I could go over. Then it dawned on me. That was how he felt. That's what I did to him. I brought him so close to the edge that he could fall over and then pulled him back.
I opened my mouth to protest as he slid in beside me, but my words lodged in my throat when his hand slid between my thighs. His fingers moved in circles over the lace, adding more pressure to rub the course material against my clit. Squeezing my eyes shut, my head fell back against the window, and my fingers curled into his shoulders.
Christian's lips pressed against my neck as his speed increased. His mouth moved up my jawline before finding my lips. His mouth closed over mine, swallowing my moans.
"I want to taste this pussy so fucking bad," he purred against my skin. Omigod, I wanted him to taste me. In that moment, I didn't think I'd ever wanted anything more. My chest heaved as my body vibrated against his hand. "You going to come for me, Harper?" He increased the pressure, and my breathing hitched as I exploded in ecstasy.
"Holy fuck," he groaned. "That was so fucking hot."
The ride slid to a stop, and I quickly fixed my clothes as the doors slid open. Christian hopped out and twisted around to me. He didn't offer me his hand like before. Instead, he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling my body flush against his. He took a few steps out of the way before letting my body slide against his to the ground.
Something had shifted between us. It was intense, electric, and magnetic. It left me craving more. He slid his hand into mine before strolling off, pulling me with him.
Staring down at the hand tangled with mine, I tried to figure out what all this meant. We were born enemies. Valley boys didn't date Villa girls. That's not how it worked.
Maybe I was overthinking this. That was probably it.
Christian didn't do relationships; even if he did, why would he want one with me? I was his for the next few weeks, and then this, too, would pass. We would go back to being the enemies we were born to be.
Chloe and Aiden appeared, and we all headed toward the parking lot.
"Stay with me tonight," he whispered once we'd made it to the parking lot.
"I'm crashing at Chloe's tonight," I lied, knowing what would happen if I went home with him. As much as I wanted him, I wasn't ready to go down the road of being another notch on Christian's bed.
