Page 96 of Bitten By Desire
Nope, not there.I slid my other hand down his chest and abs, feeling the right pocket of his pants.
Damn it, where was it? One of the back pockets? I moved one of my hands toward his right ass cheek. But he grabbed it and pressed it against his hard cock instead.
Jesus.My hand instinctively wrapped around it.What the hell am I doing?But Bennett was definitely distracted. He put his hand on top of mine, rubbing it up and down his length.
And I was distracted too because for just a few seconds I was thinking about how big he was.Stop it.I put my free hand on his other ass cheek. That pocket was empty too.What the hell? Had I missed it?
I moved back to his front pocket and slid my hand into it this time. I moved it around, searching.
Bennett laughed against my lips. “What are you doing? That tickles.” He lifted his face from mine and stared down at my hand in his pocket. He frowned.
I immediately pulled my hand out of his pocket. “Sorry, I thought you might be into that.”
“Into what?” He shook his head. “Why were you feeling around in my pocket?”
Shit. Shit, shit, shit!“It’s a sex thing. The what’s-hiding-in-your-pocket tickle.”Ew, what?
Hid Adam’s apple rose and fell as he stared at me. “Were you looking for something?”
“No.” I shook my head. “I…I just…” my voice trailed off. I couldn’t think straight. And I was wondering if he was already manipulating me. “I know you have a secret. I know you’re hiding something from me.”You dirty bank robber!
“And you wanted the pocket watch to try and get me to tell you what it is?” He sighed and walked around his desk. He opened up a drawer and pulled out the golden watch.
Wait, it wasn’t on him? Callum said he was always using it… Manipulating me. Using me.
Bennett dropped it on the top of his desk. “Then do it.”
Chapter 29
Tuesday
This felt like some kind of trick. But the golden watch was just sitting there... I didn’t give Bennett a chance to change his mind. I grabbed the watch off his desk. “Tell me the truth. What are you hiding?”
He just stared at me.
Was I doing it wrong? I lifted it up. Holding the watch face out toward him. “Tell me your secret, Bennett.”
He squinted slightly.
Maybe it was the wrong way. I turned it around, letting the gold part with the strange symbols face him. “Tell me.”
This time it almost looked like he was in pain.
Sometimes the truth fucking hurt.
But he didn’t offer me any information. He just stared back at me.
And then I remembered what he’d told me last night. I grabbed the chain of the watch and swung it back and forth. “Tell me your secret, Bennett.”
His face scrunched up in pain. It looked like he wanted to scream. A few tears fell down the corners of his eyes. He stared at me pleadingly. Begging me to stop with his eyes.
I knew he was bank robber. But I’d also seen a good side of him. A kind side. I didn’t want to hurt him. I dropped the watch.
Bennett bent over, gasping for air.
“I’m sorry.” I put my hand on his back. “I’m so sorry, Bennett. I don’t know what I was thinking. I didn’t know it would hurt you. I was just so mad when I realized you used the watch on me.”
“What are you talking about?” He coughed into his hand. “I didn’t use it on you.”
