Page 59 of The Savage King

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ISABELLE

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With our bags at thedoor, Decker points to the bed and tells me to sit. I roll my eyes and do as he says while he dials a number.

I’m curious about who he’s calling while still ruminating about our conversation.

I should have told him I’m a virgin.

And engaged.

But I haven’t, and I know why. I want him.

I want him so much I ache.

And hate myself for it.

Waking to find myself draped over Decker, despite sleeping in his bed for nearly a week, felt way too familiar. We had no choice at Pablo Garcia’s house. But in this hotel? It feels wrong... and so damn right.

I’m really bad.

I even remember feeling his strong, warm arms wrap around me. Did I stop him? No.

Has Todd ever held me like that? Never.

To be fair, he’s also never kidnapped me and taken me across the border. So, one point to Todd, I guess.

But I feel bad. I know Decker can see I want him and is confused that I’m saying no, without an explanation.

Not that I need a reason.

I’ve never been so attracted to a man before. My body literally buzzes constantly when he is near. This is sick, but I liked how he would touch me and kiss me when we were back in Sinaloa.

I know it wasn’t real, but I like him touching me.

Back there, it was under the guise of keeping up the appearance of me being his sex toy.

Now?

The game is over, and I had to set the boundary. For me and him. I swear, saying no to him when his mouth is on me is impossible.

Agreeing to Todd’s virgin rule when there is no one to tempt me is one thing, but then I met Decker.

I don’t have a choice. I cannot let him fuck me.

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