Page 28 of Scoring His Obsession

“I’m not hiding. I’m making sure I don’t jump into anything.”

“Do I scare you?”

“Honestly, I’m on pins and needles every time you’re around.”

I search her face, focusing on the rose-colored skin of her chest. “Is that a bad thing?”

“Not necessarily.”

I stalk forward, and she reverses until her back hits my sleek black car. The pulse at her neck feathers, and my lips ache to kiss it. Consuming her would be the highlight of my life.

Leaning over her, I give her a smile. “I’m not going to make you do anything you don’t want to do. But you owe me a date.”

“That you paid for.”

“Consider it a down payment on our future together.”

“The card?”

“Use it. Buy yourself coffee. Buy yourself a new apartment. I don’t care.”

She runs her hands up and down her arms. “What if I like the idea of buying my own things?”

I take a strand of her hair, admiring it. “But you’ve been doing that for so long. Wouldn’t it be nice to have someone take care of you for a change? Fulfill all of your desires?”

Her lids flutter closed, and I can’t tell if it’s my words or my body affecting her. Hopefully both. I lick the cute curve of her ear and watch in awe when shivers course through her.

“Say the word and I’ll end your suffering.”

“What, um, suffering?”

“The need aching inside you. Don’t deny it because the same one pulses inside me.”

“I—”

“I saiddon’tdeny it. Tonight, when you’re touching yourself, I want you to imagine my cock sliding inside you.”

Her breath hitches.

“Yes, like that,” I nearly groan. “Pumping inside you, driving you higher and higher.”

Her gaze holds mine, her free hand brushing against her collarbone.

“Just know that the real thing will be so much better than you can imagine.” I pause, trying to wrangle myself under control. “Can you do that for me?”

She nods, her hand feathering over her chest as her gaze blazes with fire.

“Then text me.”

“Text you?”

“Text me,” I confirm. “Afterward.”

Raeann

A beach houserenovation show sounds in the background as I try to get comfortable, shifting once again to lying on my back. Athena has decided to sleep on the floor because I’m changing positions too much.

I know what the real problem is. Micah Freeman.

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