Page 62 of Baby Love

“Then you need to say it until it isn’t anymore,” I say.

Shaking his head, he avoids my eyes. “I can’t.”

“Sure you can.” I take his hand and squeeze it. “First, say it without looking at me.”

Spin clears his throat. “I–I, uh.” Squeezing his eyes closed, he finally gushes out in one breath, “IwanttofeelyouinsidemeKhao.”

I can’t help but chuckle, and he opens one eye and glares at me.

“Good. Now, say it again.”

Opening both eyes and giving me a dismayed look, Spin squeezes them shut again and says, a little slower this time but without inflection, “I want to feel you inside me, Khao.”

“Okay, that was better, but now say it a little louder and less robotic.”

Lacing our fingers together, Spin opens his eyes and stares at them as he slowly delivers the line. “I want to feel you inside me, Khao.”

My cock twitches inside my cotton sleep shorts.

“I want to feel you inside me, Khao,” Spin repeats without prompting.

Fuck.

Heart thumping hard, I can only stare as Spin lifts our hands, bringing them to his lips.

Eyes meeting mine, he says clearly and fervently, “I want to feel you inside me, Khao.”

I swallow thickly and start to tell him I think he’s got it down now when he lowers his head and glides his pink tongue from the base of my hand to the tip of my thumb.

“Uh…” If he’s acting, the award goes to Spin Jetatikarn.

Staring at the dark waves of his hair, I wait for him to break character. I lose the ability to breathe when he suddenly takes my thumb into his hot mouth and sucks.

Definitely not in the script.

When he lets it slip from between his lips, my skin glistens with his saliva. Looking up, Spin says breathlessly, “I want to feel you inside me…” He leaves off, and it’s like I can hear my name unspoken in the air.

A knock on the door shatters the moment. Spin jumps off the bed like it’s caught fire, and I have to look down at my wet thumb to be sure what I thought just happened actually happened.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Spin

Running into the bathroom, I shut the door and lean against it. Behind the hammering of my heart, I hear P’Park talking to P’Big.

What the hell did I just do? I went from asking for help with a line to trying to seduce P’Park.

“Idiot,” I say softly, turning to rest my forehead on the cool wood of the door.

I haven’t been able to forget the kiss from the other night, so different from what we’ve done in front of the cameras and even from the kisses we’ve shared while rehearsing. That night, P’Park kissed me because he wanted to. It might not have lasted but a few seconds, but it was unforgettable.

“Nong?” P’Park calls from the other side of the door.

Slowly, I open it.

“P’Big just came by to ask if we have everything we need and to give me an extra key to the room.” P’Park holds up the key card.

Nodding, I hurry past him to the bed, turning off the bedside lamp before lying down in the darkness.

Before P’Big showed up, I was so hard, and the front of P’Park’s shorts was bulging. I felt sure P’Park was about to kiss me.

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