Page 236 of By His Rule

I don’t respond straight away. Instead, I let his question bounce around my head for a few seconds.

“Confused.”

I startle when he laughs, a warm puff of air racing over my shoulder.

A shudder rips through me, and my nipples harden, pressing against the fabric of his sweatshirt.

“You’re telling me,” he confesses quietly.

“Why’s that? It seems like you just got exactly what you wanted.”

“Yeah,” he agrees. “Doesn’t mean I understand it all, though.”

There’s a beat of silence before he continues.

“You’re driving me crazy, Lorelei. This body,” he rasps, sliding his hands up my waist. “These tits,” he says, cupping them and squeezing just so.

I suck in a sharp breath as desire pools between my thighs.

“Having you here in my home...it’s fucking with my already fucked-up head.”

“I can leave,” I breathe, offering something I’m not sure I’m capable of doing. This apartment should be everything I hate with its expensive, luxurious everything, but I feel weirdly relaxed here. Or maybe it’s just him. Maybe it no longer matters what I’m surrounded by, as long as he’s there with me.

Fuck.

“No,” he says in a rush. There’s more he wants to say; I can practically hear the words dancing on the tip of his tongue, but for whatever reason, he swallows them. Finally, he whispers, “Stay. Stay until you’re ready to return to your apartment.”

My spine straightens. “I’m not scared of some stupid little boy who thinks he can run me out of my own home, Kian,”

“Never said you were. But you’re not going back until it’s been cleaned.”

I want to argue, but his hand skims down my stomach and tucks under the waistband of my sweats.

“Kian.” It’s meant to be a warning, but it comes out as nothing but a moan.

“Tell me that you don’t want me,” he taunts as his fingers slip lower.

“I-I—” I swallow any lie that was about to spill from my lips as he connects with my clit. “Oh God.”

“I know you do,” he rasps. “You want it just as badly as I do. Can you feel how hard I am for you? Been like this all goddamn night. I’ve barely slept. All I could think about was you. Fuck,” he groans, feeling the result of his words against his fingers.

“You need to let your body lead your decisions, babe. It leads you to much more pleasurable outcomes.This…” He rubs me harder, making me moan. “This is what we’re meant to be doing. Fuck fighting it. Enjoy it.”

He pushes lower, sinking two fingers inside me, and my body gives in, relaxing back against him.

My head settles on his shoulder and my thighs fall open, giving him all the access he needs.

“That’s it, good girl.”

Leaning forward, I kiss his neck.

He moans as his pulse thunders against my lips.

“Your pussy is so fucking good, Temptress. My dick is desperate for it.”

“Kian,” I whimper, unable to deny anything at this point.

“Are you going to come over my fingers like a good girl?”

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