Page 45 of Fixation

Her mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out.

He raised his head to meet her gaze. “I need to hear your words. Tell me to leave you alone.”

“That’s just it,” she breathed out. “I can’t.”

“Then tell me what you want.”

“I…” she swallowed nervously, “I… God…”

Her mind was all over the place. The sane part of her was telling her to end this right now, but that impractical side of her mind was telling her to take a leap of faith and see where she landed. Need began to beat like a drum in her blood.

She stared at him and found him watching her, waiting for her reply.

“Vedant…”

He put a finger on her lips, releasing her hands. “Fucking finally, she takes my name. Don’t say anything more. Just remember this is the name you’re going to be screaming very soon.”

“You and me... This is so inappropriate…” she protested.

“That’s why it’s going to be so much more fun.”

“Vedant…”

“I love hearing my name from your mouth. There are so many things I want to do you.” His gaze coasted over her mouth and then lowered down her chest, taking in her shape before it lowered further, heating her up everywhere it touched. “There is so much more I want you to do to me.”

She knew exactly what he was thinking. She was thinking about it too. Him and her on a bed, limbs entangled, mouths melding, bodies moving… Fuck. Her mind was running away.

She had to control herself and him. “Stop thinking that.”

His lips curved. “Stop thinking what? I don’t know what you are talking about.”

She lifted her jaw. “It’s not going to happen.”

“Still so stubborn, my beauty. What do you think will not happen?”

She narrowed her eyes. “I’m not afraid to spell it out. You and me on a bed—that shouldn’t happen. I shouldn’t let it.”

One of them had to be sensible here, and it had to be her. She had to try and stop this fire before it blazed through them.

“Why only on a bed? What happened in the pool was only a fraction of what more can happen between us.”

Her cheeks burned, but he continued unfazed. “I can take you in the shower or against the wall there or against that table. Anywhere you want me,krasivyy. Oh, and before you ask, that means beautiful.”

Her heart jumped as her mind visualised her and him in each of the positions he’d listed.

He smirked. “You just pictured all of that, didn’t you?”

“Stop talking,” she said, her voice breathless.

“So, where do you want to try first?”

Her eyes flared, and her cheeks pinkened. Oh God, she had no idea. But now again her mind was back to all those possibilities.

She shook her head, clearing her mind. “I said, stop talking.”

“Given my current situation, I think woman-on-top would be perfect, but I can manage the regular missionary style?—”

She plastered her lips to his, stopping him from saying anything more outrageous. Her eyes widened at what she’d done, but before she could retreat, he caught her face in his hands and began to ravage her mouth. His kiss was hard, dominating, and so hot. Desire pulsed beneath her skin, awakening her soul.

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