Page 12 of My Favorite Temptation

I get closer, realizing she’s found my court case.

“You don’t have the full story,” I say.

“It seems pretty cut and dry,” she replies, unimpressed. “You robbed a store at gunpoint, and when you realized there was a witness, you took her with you. Then you felt guilty and brought her back.”

“I didn’t want to take her,” I say, scrubbing a hand over my face.

“You acted alone,” she says, tapping my statement.

“That’s what I told the police,” I reply, cautiously sitting in the chair next to hers. “My accomplices didn’t want me to take her home. I was worried they were going to hurt her, though. And she was so young… so scared. They told me I’d get caught, but I did it anyway.”

She’s quiet, thinking that information over. After a few tense seconds, she asks, “Why didn’t you give their names? Your sentence wouldn’t have been so harsh.”

“They weren’t the ones that got caught,” I reply. “I made the decision, so I did the time for it.”

Bella nods, her eyes unfocused on the table in front of us. Then, she says, “I believe you.”

“Thank you.”

She whips her head up then and asks, “So why have you been stalking me?”

“I saw the way you reacted when Josh mentioned your dad,” I murmur, rubbing my thumb over her skin. “You were so scared, and I knew that I couldn’t let anything happen to you, not if I could help it. Keeping track of your location felt like the best way to make sure you were safe since I couldn’t be with you all the time.”

“That’s what I thought,” she replies, her voice not betraying any emotion. After a beat, she adds, “You should have just told me.”

I shrug. “I didn’t want to seem crazy.” So instead I acted crazy. It’s a lame excuse, and I know it.

“I wouldn’t have thought it was crazy. I would have put the tracker in my car myself if you asked. I’d do anything if you just asked.” She looks away. “You really scared me.”

“I’m sorry,” I say. I’m not sorry for protecting her, but I’m still sorry. Hearing her say that I scared her makes my heart drop into my stomach. “Are you afraid of me?” I ask.

“No,” she says, looking at me with conviction. “Not once I realized it was you. I… I think I like that you were looking out for me. No one’s ever cared about my safety so much. And…”

“And?”

“I think it turns me on.”

I stand at her words, cupping her cheek and forcing her to look up at me. Her eyes are wide and so full of trust. I stroke her smooth skin and murmur, “You know I’d do anything for you, right?”

“Like what?” she breathes, her pupils widening like she knows where this is going.

“I think it’ll be better if I show you,” I reply, tilting her face up and capturing her lips in a hungry kiss.

She wraps her arms around my neck and lets me explore her soft, wet mouth with my tongue. As we kiss, I run my hands over her body, grabbing hold of her breasts and massaging them in my palms. She’s pliant under my touch, swaying forward to get more contact.

My hands roams down, coming to rest at her waist. I have to bend down to keep kissing her. The angle is awkward and a little uncomfortable. After a few seconds of trying to make it work, I lift her out of her seat and put her on the table, giving myself much better access.

From this position, I’m able to touch even more of her body. I shove my hands under her shirt and slip them under her bra. My fingertips find her already-pebbled nipples, and I pinch them, loving the sounds I draw from her mouth.

My cock is already starting to get hard in my jeans. Bella just drives me that crazy. I need to reward her for it, give her at least half of the pleasure she gives me. So, without breaking our kiss, I undo her pants. Then I slide them and her panties off quickly.

“What are you doing?” she asks when I pull away, shucking my shirt and tossing it away.

“I’m going to eat you out,” I reply as I step out of my jeans. “Then, after you cum from my tongue on that pretty pussy of yours, I’m going to fuck you.”

She seems to be rendered incapable of speech, instead watching me as I pull her shirt over her head. Then, after I unclasp her bra and remove it from her body, I start kissing down her abdomen, causing her head to tip back and her eyes to close. Her legs spread apart to accommodate me, and when I see her glistening cavern, my mouth starts to water.

Before going straight for her center, I press kisses to her inner thighs. Bella gasps, breathy and beautiful. Her noises of pleasure are like music to my ears. Then, when I finally place a kiss directly on her clit, she cries out, and it’s better than any song I’ve heard.

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