Page 31 of Lethal Infatuation

I slowly removed my hand and placed it in my lap. "Riling you up is honestly so fun. I never got the opportunity to fully experience it in Cabo."

He scoffed. "Enjoy it while it lasts," he murmured grumpily. "It won't be fun when I'm deep throating you until you can't breathe, right?" I squeezed my thighs together, looking away from him and focusing on the buildings we passed. "Thought so."

"You honestly have zero filter. Didn't your mother wash your mouth out with soap?" He stiffened at the mention of his mother, his grip around the wheel tightening slightly before he relaxed.

I frowned at his reaction, but didn't pry. "No," he said curtly. "I'm honest. Don't women love that shit?" He cast a glance my way and my heart skipped a beat.

"I suppose they do, but speaking for myself, I appreciate honesty in a less…vulgar manner."

"Well, you better get used to it, sweetheart, because that's never changing." He smirked. "Besides, I know the effect it has on you."

"I have no idea what you're referring to."

"Is that right?" Judging by his tone of voice, he clearly didn't believe me. "You start blushing, your lips part slightly, your eyes widen a little bit, and you always gasp. It may be soft and subtle, but I notice everything."

"I don't know whether to be flatter or concerned."

"You don't understand—" He paused, shaking his head. "Seeing that we're taking things slow, I wanted to ask you something." I was curious to know what he was about to say.

"Yes?" The question came out as a whisper.

"Will you let me take you on a date?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Things surely took a drastic turn between us and it gave me whiplash.

"I'll give you an answer, if you answer my question."

We reached a red traffic light and the vehicle came to a halt. Nicolas looked in my direction with a straight face and nodded. "Okay."

"When was the last time you've ever been on a date?" I needed to know if what Amala said was true. Did the man really not make a conscious effort to be with anyone romantically and if so, why was I the exception?

"How is that relevant?"

"Nicolas," I said sternly. The light flickered to green and we began moving again.

He sighed loudly and scowled. "Christ," he said, the irritation clear as day. "Years ago, why are you asking me that question?"

"Curiosity." I bit my lower lip. "I'll go on a date with you, but you better not ask me where I'd like to go. I prefer men who can take initiative."

"Wrong," he deadpanned and I looked at him sceptically. "The only man you prefer is me." The possessiveness should've made me run, but I was oddly attracted to it.

"You know what I meant."

"No I don't," he said curtly. "The day you allowed me to take you is the day you became mine. Don't forget it."

THIRTEEN

Iwasn't lying when I said the last time I'd ever been on a date was years ago. Eight years, to be exact. I was twenty-two-years-old and in university studying for my criminology degree.

Tiffany Mitchell. One of the institution’s brightest students and one of the most beautiful women at the time with long, blonde hair, dark green eyes, and a smile that would make anyone who saw it swoon.

I specifically remember being a nervous fucking wreck the day I asked her out and almost went into cardiac arrest when she agreed to it. Thereafter dates or any romantic gestures were a thing of the past.

Until now, of course.

It was a Saturday evening and the city was still hustling and bustling when I drove to Gabriella's house. The past week had been excruciating because not only was I dying to spend time with her,but every single night I had to take a cold shower.

I couldn't stop thinking about her. Her smile, her beautiful face, her body, that sexy fucking voice. Jesus. If I was this whipped after having her just once, then God knows what'd happen if I claimed her again.

I pressed her face into the mattress, suppressing her whimpers and moans. I pounded into her, watching her back arch deliciously. "Fuck’s sake, you feel so good wrapped around me. I'm almost tempted to fuck you raw."

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