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“Where’s your dad?”
“In the shower,” I say, breathless.
“He knows you came out here by yourself?” Arch’s brows shoot up.
I’m rendered silent. All I can do is nod.
“Go back home, Daze,” he murmurs. “Bad things happen out here after dark.”
I stare at him for a moment, my head buzzing. Filled with lurid thoughts of bad things. Naughty things.
Every single one of those ‘things’ starring Arch Lancaster.
And me.
“I’m serious.” He loosens his hold on my arm, his thumb brushing the sensitive skin on the inside of my wrist, and my full body shudder is hard to hide from him. His predatory smile tells me he noticed. “Go home. Hide away in your bedroom and read one of those romance books like you do, instead of living your actual life.”
I gape at him, shocked he knows I read romance. “How do you—”
“You were reading it in the dining hall yesterday at lunch,” he fills in for me. “Is the story juicy? Full of dirty sex scenes?”
My hot cheeks give my answer away and he smiles.
“That’s what I thought.” He tugs me close, my body colliding with his, his mouth at my ear when he whispers, “Next time you read one of those scenes in your book that gets you so hot and bothered that you’re sticking your fingers in your panties, maybe you can imagine it’s me doing those things to you instead of some fictional character.”
“Wha—” My voice drifts when I realize he’s gone. Leaving behind no trace except for the scent of clean sweat lingering in the air.
And the ghost of his hot words throbbing between my legs.
THIRTEEN
ARCH
I should’ve never saidwhat I did to Daisy. I probably blew her mind, saying something so dirty to her, and it wasn’t even that dirty.
Okay, it was a little bit, but I bet I shocked the shit out of her, encouraging her to think of me.
Sexually.
Can’t get the image of hot little Daisy Albright lying in her narrow bed, her busy hand between her thighs, fingering herself into total bliss over some corny dialogue in a sexy book. Fuck that. I would rather she think about me whispering something way hotter in her ear while she fingered herself. Or even better…
Letting me finger her.
Once the image takes hold in my brain, I can’t let it go. No matter how hard I try. I run another mile just to sweat it out. Sweatherout.
It doesn’t work.
My mind is filled with thoughts of Daisy. Naked Daisy. All golden limbs and rosy nipples, shyly kissing me. Scared to take it any further because she’s innocent and sweet and no one else has ever touched her.
Not like I want to touch her.
I bet she’d be hot. And wet and creamy, with a swollen pussy and a greedy little clit just dying to find release. I could give it to her. I could make her feel so good, but she’s not meant for me.
And I’m not meant for her.
Didn’t stop me from going back to my room and taking a hot shower though. Jerking off under the blast of steamy water to thoughts of Daisy on her knees, her lush lips parted and ready for my cock.
