Page 59 of Our Forbidden Romance 1

“The guy from your classes, is it the first time he asked you out?” I watch his grip on the steering wheel tighten. Someone is jealous. Maybe I shouldn’t, but I am enjoying seeing his jealous, possessive side. It gives me butterflies.

“It’s the first time he’s asked me, yes, but not the first time he has tried to show me attention,” I reply honestly.

“Yes, well, I hope he has gotten the hint now to stay the hell away from my girl.” His words come out in a hiss, his entire body tenses, and his breathing becomes heavy.

I rest my hand on his thigh. “Ezra, relax, babe. I don’t want anyone else, only you.” I plant a kiss on his cheek.

He relaxes and steadies his breathing. “Promise?” he whispers.

“I promise.” I wish I was his only, like he is mine, but I need to be patient a little longer.

We arrive at his home. I glance around, making sure there’s no cars or people around who shouldn’t be here. There isn’t any unexpected visitors that I can tell. I hate being so paranoid. Ezra parks his car in the garage, and runs around to open my door for me, giving me a hand out.

I smile sweetly at him. “Thanks, handsome.”

Ezra pulls me to his chest, and steals a kiss. It is short and sweet, but it is enough to make my heart race. “I think we should have a bubble bath first, with a glass of wine to give you a chance to relax before you start studying,” he suggests.

I nod eagerly. “Oh, yes please.” It sounds like a great way to rest before my brain needs to work overtime.

“Okay. The plan: bath, pjs, dinner, wine, and then you can study.”

I salute him sassily. “Yes, sir.” I love teasing him.

He chuckles, slapping my ass. “Don’t mock me and take your sweet ass inside.”

I giggle, playfully rolling my eyes at him as I stroll inside, flipping him off as I do.

“Don’t make me spank that sexy little ass of yours, Alana,” he calls after me.

Hmm, maybe I need to misbehave a little more tonight and see if he comes through on his threat.

Ezra catches up with me, and wraps his arms around me from behind, holding me tightly to his chest. “Why do you insist on teasing me, bright eyes?”

I laugh loudly. “Because I can, and it is so easy to do. Now I know you want to spank me if I misbehave, I may need to just go the extra mile tonight.”

He quickly turns me around, and pushes me against the wall, effectively trapping me. He rests his hands on either side of my head, and pins me to the wall with his body. I moan as excitement rises inside me.

A sly grin takes over his face. “And now I know you want it so badly you aren’t getting it.” He pulls back, walking away, chuckling to himself.

“Game on, asshole!” I shout.

If he wants to play this game, then we shall play it. I will win because I know every single thing which makes him weak.

“Bring it on, sweetness, but you will lose. By the end of tonight you will be a hot, horny mess, and you won’t get to deal with it until tomorrow.” He smirks.

“Why tomorrow?” I question, curiously.

“Because it is going to be hard enough resisting you tonight. Though, I am going to win, baby.” He has a stupid smug look on his face.

I pat his back. “Okay, babe, you continue to tell yourself that. We both know you are losing this game.” I make sure to speak with confidence.

“Sure, angel,” he mocks.

We have an interesting night ahead of us.

Alana disappears into my bedroom,and I go to the bathroom to start the bath for us with anticipation. Alana is probably correct she will win our little game because the woman has a hold over me like no other. I plan on giving it my best shot. It will be a fun game to play.

I start the warm water, pouring in some coconut bubble bath. Alana loves coconut, it is one of her favorite scents, something I only learned a few days ago. I leave it to run, and stroll back to my bedroom.

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