Page 33 of Defying Boundaries


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“How am I looking at you, temptress?”

“Like I’m your last meal,” she squeals. I see the way her eyes are hooded and the way her pulse is beating.

Prowling to her, I skim my finger over the swell of her breasts. Her breathing becomes deeper and more erratic with every inch of her flesh I touch.

“Julius. What’s happening here?”

“The beginning,” I huskily answer.

“The beginning of what?” she whispers.

“Us, Shayne. This is the start of us.”

“Oh,” she gasps as I rip the sheet from her hands and toss it to the floor. As soon as the material brushes the floor, her arms lift to cover up her delicious breasts, and she crosses her legs in an attempt to hide her luscious pink lips from me.

That.

Just.

Won’t.

Do.

“Do you want me, Shayne?”

“W-want you?” She stumbles over her question, then sucks on her delectable bottom lip. Jealousy streaks through me, wanting to be the one who drags it into my mouth as I pummel her mouth—sucking on that sweet treat.

“Yeah, Shayne. Do. You. Want. Me?” I ask, spreading out each individual syllable to accentuate the seriousness of my question.

“Want you how, Julius?”

“As yours, Shayne. Because I gotta tell you, I want you… desperately. I want to worship your body with my hands, tongue, and dick. I want to explore every damn inch of your body. I want you writhing underneath me in pleasure. But most of all, I want you to be mine.”

“Yours?” she gulps. “For now?”

“No, temptress. Not for now… for always.”

“Always?” she squeaks.

“Yeah. But do you?”

“Do I what?” she breathlessly asks, her eyes trailing my mouth.

“Want to be mine in return? But be careful how you answer, Shayne. Because once I take you… once I’ve had my hands on you, felt you sheath my dick, there’s no escape for you. You’ll be mine. Forever.”

“Forever sounds good,” she purrs.

“Is that a yes, temptress?”

“Yes,” she answers, clearing her throat. “That’s a yes, Julius.”

“Good girl,” I growl, leaning down and nuzzling her neck. I don’t know what this masculine need to scent her and mark her is, but it’s primal. I’m not going to take the time to analyze why this is, considering I have her willing to let me devour her.

“Oh. Oh, my,” she whispers, wilting in my arms, giving me her body weight.

I lift her in my arms, and she gasps from the sudden and unexpected movement. Her legs dangle over one of my forearms, and the other forearm is clutching her back, keeping her securely nestled into my chest as I maneuver us over the mattress. She’s trembling but the lust in her eyes says it’s not from fear—at least not in the traditional sense of the meaning. No, it’s from need, want, and desire.

“It’s been so hard denying the pull I have to you. You're a magnet drawing me in and holding me captive. I wanted to do right by you. Make sure you had the chance to meet new people and find yourself an honorable and good man. But this unfaltering yearning I have for you refuses to allow that. This need isn’t going away. If anything, it’s growing stronger each and every damn day.”

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