Page 24 of Stalker's Valentine

I forced my hand to cover the one she had on my face. “But I so much as kiss you, baby, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop,” I admitted. I was fucking weak. My self-control was shredding,and fast. Quicker than grains of sand slipping through my fingers.

“And?” she asked, but I could see the way it surprised even herself.

She wasn’t ready for that.

Something inside me told me she wasn’t all that experienced.

“You make it sound like that’s a bad thing,” she added, and I groaned.

“It’s not but—“ I swallowed, watching her eyes drop to my neck. I could feel her gaze on my skin. It left a tinge of heat on my flesh, but not enough. The tip of her pink tongue poked out to lick her lips. “I should get going home,” I muttered.

My dick shouted at me in protest.

It wanted to claim her now.

It needed to be buried inside her body and mark it as its own from the inside out. She was no longer on the pill. Not that she knew. One time, and I’d knock her up. I knew it down in my gut.Breed her! Take her!

“Why? I mean…” She shook her head before she dropped her hand. My body physically hurt from the loss. She started to get up, but I didn’t let her. I should have.

Keeping her on top of me, with my hands on her luscious body, was a fucking bad idea. I needed her more than I needed to breathe. I was already depriving myself of self-gratification, and now I was stopping us from kissing.

One kiss won’t hurt,the animal inside me whined. But I knew better. One kiss would ruin me.

Wrapping my hands around her waist, I kept her on my lap. “I don’t think you’re understanding what I’m saying.” I tried to calm down and get enough blood flow back to my head.

“You don’t want me.” She sounded like a wounded animal, and every single part of me wanted to soothe her.Protect her.“I get it.” Her eyes refused to connect with mine.

“I don’t want you?” My voice sounded like gravel in my own ears. Like a fucking bastard, I reacted without stopping to think. She needed to know exactly what she did to me. I reached for her hand and brought it between my legs.

“Merri,” she gasped. Finally, fucking finally, her dark eyes connected with mine.

“You feel that?” I asked, leaning down so our foreheads touched. My dick twitched beneath her touch at the sharp intake of breath she took. “You feel how much I want you?”

“But…” She swallowed, and her eyes rose to meet mine. “Why?” I shot her a look, and her shoulders relaxed. “I mean, I’m just me.”

“There is nojustanything when it comes to you. You’re everything I could have ever imagined I’d want and then some. The sound of your laugh, your eyes, fuck, your body. You. You do this to me.” My nose flared. I pulled her hand away because any longer, it would have stayed there until I came. And I wasn’t coming until I was inside of her, bare, without anything between us. “I’ve never had someone stuck in my head like you’ve been in it from the moment I laid eyes on you.”

“When we bumped into each other on New Year’s?” My jaw twitched, but I didn’t say anything. “You hardly know me,” she pointed out.

My sweet cutie pie had no idea, not a clue about just how much I knew about her.

I knew everything I could learn. I watched her every move. I knew what she ate for every meal and what she preferred, down to how she usually took her coffee or how much ice she added to the ridiculously oversized cup she carried around everywhere.

“I want you to get to know me,” I rasped. I could see the wheels turning while she made sense of this.

For her, this was fast.

We’d officially met a couple of hours ago. I needed to slow down.No, you don’t!the animal inside growled.Take her. Breed her. Make her yours,he panted, but I ignored it.

“You want to date?”

“Yeah.” I didn’t care what she called it. It didn’t matter. Not when at the end of the day, it would mean she was mine.

“Oh!” Her lips parted into the perfect little O. The vision of it would haunt me, tempt me to pull my dick out and jerk myself off to thoughts of her taking my cock between her lips and swallowing every drop I had to give her. “Like, exclusively or––“

“Yes,” I clipped, because the thought of her even thinking about seeing someone else made me want to rip someone’s head off.

“Okay,” she agreed easily.

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