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And I didn’t give a damn.
I can’t help but long for more.
With Wolf.
He cocks his head, all the while sifting carefully through my eyes. Keeping all my private thoughts locked away is impossible.
“What are you thinking over there?” His voice sounds as if it’s been scraped raw.
My guess is that he already knows.
I drag my eyes away as heat floods my cheeks.
“Answer me, Fallyn.” There’s a sharpness to his voice that has my attention snapping back to him.
“What?”
“Tell me what you’re thinking.”
My teeth scrape across my lower lip as my pulse skitters. I shouldn’t bring it up as if I’m eager for him to lay hands on me again.
Except…that’s exactly what I am.
Eager.
Needy.
I’m a ball of sexual tension waiting to explode at the tiniest spark.
It’s demoralizing.
And by the intensity written across his face, he understands it.
I’m ashamed to admit that it was so bad the other night, I closed my eyes and conjured up a mental image of what he looked like between my outstretched thighs. Then I touched myself. It didn’t take long until I was a slippery mess. Unfortunately, the orgasm was a pale imitation of what it felt like to have Wolf bury his finger inside my pussy or run his lips over my aching flesh.
When I remain silent, he reaches across the table and snags my hand, wrapping his larger one around it. His thumb rubs soft circles against my palm. The innocuous caress sends shockwaves throughout my body.
“There’s no more running away,” he murmurs as if I’m in need of the reminder.
After the other night, I’ve already figured out that much.
“Now tell me what’s going through your head because, whatever it is, I can see it written clearly across your face.”
“Then it seems like you already know. I shouldn’t have to say a word.”
He leans closer, bridging the divide between us. “I do, but it’s important that I hear it from your lips, angel.”
The endearment goes straight to the heart of me before exploding upon impact.
I straighten my shoulders and force out the question. “Are you still going to take my virginity?”
His nostrils flare as something dark and possessive leaps into his eyes. “Yes, but not because I paid for it. I want you to give it to me of your own free will.”
Even though it’s tempting to run and hide from the earnestness of his expression, I’m powerless to do so.
“I want you to be my first,” I whisper, telling him what he’s so desperate for me to acknowledge.
“Good, because that’s exactly what I want.”
