Page 163 of Naughty & Nice

Hearing Wilder confess his growing feelings for me sure helps.

He’s never come anywhere close to falling for a girl before. So hearing him saying that he’s falling for me... Well, it’s a heady feeling.

“You okay, Rebel?” Wilder asks, watching me with an amused smirk playing on his lips.

“Perfect,” I force through gritted teeth.

Reaching out, he tucks a lock of loose hair behind my ear. The second his finger touches my skin, I visibly shudder.

“You really kept this side of you hidden before, didn’t you?”

“It’s your fault. You unlocked it.”

“That’s something I’m more than willing to take the blame for.”

“Don’t sit there and act innocent when we know the reason you chose to wear that skirt.”

I lift my hand over my chest in faux innocence. “I’ve no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Is that right?” Wilder deadpans before commanding Hendrix into action.

We’re sitting in a diner we found on the outskirts of town.

It’s rare to find students here like the ones closer to home. It’s what we needed today.

We may have agreed to embark on this thing that’s building between us, but we’re not ready to let the world know yet. We have a lot of things to figure out before others make their opinions known.

Sure, there will be a few people in here who know Wilder. He’s a Titan; he’s practically a celebrity around here. But we’re granted some kind of anonymity. Clearly, Wilder thinks it’s enough that we’re able to start playing games.

“Hendrix,” I warn, although it’s light at best.

I knew what I was doing when I chose this skirt and ‘accidentally’ forgot to put my underwear on.

Maybe Wilder had a point the other day. I am just like the jersey chasers.

Easy and desperate for his touch.

For their touch.

I flinch when Hendrix’s hot hand lands on my thigh and begins to slide up.

You knew you were playing with fire…

I just couldn’t help myself.

They’ve unlocked a side of me that I never want to hide again.

It’s too much fun. Too pleasurable.

“Hendrix,” I gasp, my hand wrapping around his wrist as he gets higher.

“Spread those thighs for us, Rebel.”

“We’re in a busy diner.”

“Exactly. It’s busy. No one will notice.”

I’ve never done anything like this before.

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