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Am I crossing some sort of invisible line?
I chew my lower lip and contemplate it for a minute or two.
I’ve already been paid for the first visit. No matter what, that’ll take care of the majority of my bill.
But I need to know if he’s changed his mind. If so, I’ll have to figure out another way to come up with the money.
Because there’s no way I can go through this again with another man. It was hard enough to work up my courage the first time around.
It’s slowly that my thumbs slide over the keys until the question stares back at me. One that makes my heart hammer against my ribcage.
Was it my scar?
I force myself to hit send, not wanting to chicken out and delete the message.
Before I can suck in a full breath, his response pops up.
Absolutely not. Why would you think that?
I release the air trapped in my lungs until they’re completely empty.
Because it’s ugly.
There’s nothing ugly about you. Every damn inch is beautiful.
I blink in surprise as a hot tear rolls down my cheek. Before it can drop onto the robe, I swipe it away with the back of my hand. Those ten words have all the chaotic emotion swirling within me dissolving into nothingness.
Thank you.
Looking forward to our next meeting.
My fingers linger over the miniature keyboard.
Me, too.
The strangest part of this text interaction is that I actually mean it.
Chapter 16
Wolf
My gaze fastens onto her the moment she slips from the apartment building. When guilt pricks at me for forcing her into this situation, I quash it down. The need I feel for her is almost unbearable. It’s been less than twenty-four hours since I laid my hands on her, and already my fingers tighten with the urge to do it again. Being that close, trailing my lips along her silky flesh, stroking every part of her body was even better than I imagined.
And getting her off?
Fuck.
My cock stirs with the memory.
It doesn’t matter that I didn’t come.
I’m not in a rush.
What I don’t want to dwell on is whether these encounters will be enough to satiate me for the rest of my life. Now that I’ve gotten a small taste, I’m guessing it won’t be.
One touch and I’m fucking addicted to the feel of her soft skin beneath my fingertips and lips.
And the taste of her honey…
