Page 28 of Lethal Infatuation

"No," I responded quickly, making him hum. "I'd have to be interested in you in order to go to those lengths."

"So you're not interested in me?" He placed a hand on his chest. "That actually hurts like a bitch." I couldn't help but laugh at his antics and rolled my eyes.

"Try it."

"Excuse me?" He looked at me in confusion.

"The brownie." I moved the plate towards him. "Try it." He grimaced and eyed the dessert. "Please?"

"I'll try it." My eyes lit up. "On one condition."

"What's the condition?"

"You need to tell me why you left." I blinked slowly, weighing my options. If someone left me the way I left him, I'd be more disappointed than pissed.

I owed him an explanation, but was I really ready to share my fear with him? "Okay, fine," I sighed, pursing my lips.

Nicolas smiled, a satisfied grin plastered on his face. He grabbed the spoon, scooping up a hefty amount of the sweet treat, and brought it to his lips. I watched his movements, the way he ate was so…sensual. Instinctively, I bit my lower lip.

The action reminded me of—

"Not bad," he murmured, placing the spoon down on the plate. "I prefer indulging in various other sweet things as opposed to desserts." The hidden meaning behind his words had me shifting in my seat.

I wore formal pants and a thin shirt, but my body overheated. Nicolas' gaze remained on me and the scrutiny surely wasn't helping. "I'm sure you do."

"You'd know." He licked his lips. "Do you remember the way I ate your pu—" I slapped a hand over his mouth without thinking, heat rushing straight to my core.

I could feel him smirking underneath my palm and I quickly retracted my hand, feeling like he set it alight. "We're in public," I hissed.

Nicolas leaned back in his chair, grinning at me. "What's your point?"

"My point is that you need to act accordingly, somebody could've heard you," I whisper-yelled.

He sat up straight before moving forward, gesturing for me to do the same. It's like I'd been entranced by his wicked charms anda hypnotic spell, because I instantly obliged.

"I'd gladly let everyone in this vicinity know that I ate you out." Heat pooled in my belly and I gasped softly. "Sweetest pussy I've ever tasted."

He ate another spoonful of my brownie and suddenly my appetite disappeared, but my need for the depraved things he'd offer me came at me full force.

I hardly ever found myself in a predicament where I was speechless. Nicolas' deep laugh had goosebumps forming on my skin. He placed his thumb and index finger on my chin, forcing my lips closed. "Don't look so shocked. Now finish your dessert, we have something important to discuss, right?"

TWELVE

Gabriella took stubbornness to a whole new level. I've had more luck convincing my brother's toddler to take her medication than I did with this woman.

"I'm not going to bite you," I murmured, holding the passenger door of my car open for her. "Unless you want me to."

"Do you always have to be so filthy?"

"You should know just how filthy I can get, Gabriella, you've witnessed it first-hand." Her cheeks flushed a deep shade of red. The look on her face always made me laugh.

She pursed her lips and got into the vehicle, her thick thighs spreading the second she sat down.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

My heart hammered in my fucking chest and I closed the door. I had to remind myself not to slam it shut due to my level of pent up tension. I ran a hand through my hairand loosened the top button of my shirt before sliding into the driver's seat.

"Where are we going?" Flashbacks of us at the club played in my mind where she asked me the exact same question. Only difference between then and now, is that I was currently relatively more calm.

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