Page 57 of Reckless Dare

“And yet you seemed to enjoy my immoral tongue last night.” He wiggles his eybrows, avoiding the topic. But at least that gives me a segue.

“Talking about last night. I have a proposition. You’re here for a few more months—let’s enjoy it.” I lick my lips.

Dominic leans back in his chair. If his chest puffs up any more, he might burst like a balloon.

The typical grin on his face turns a new shade of obnoxious as he runs his thumb across his lower lip, savoring the moment. Bastard.

“I thought you didn’t think it was a good idea.” He cracks his knuckles.

“Oh, it’s the worst idea, but we’re not impressionable teenagers, so we can deal with it. It’s not as though we even like each other enough to fall in love. Why not have fun?”

“I like you just fine, and given that you first propositioned me with fake dating and that’s not enough, now you’re proposing, what…” He gestures between us with his finger. “Friends with benefits? I think you like me too, Chils.”

“More like enemies with benefits, and if you keep talking the deal is off.”

The server brings our salads and I spear a tomato with unnecessary force.

“Don’t be sensitive, baby. I’m all in.” He licks his lower lip languidly and I squirm in my seat, because somehow I felt that stroke of his tongue on my skin.

“We should set some rules.” My voice is too husky. Damn it.

“Of course.” He rolls his eyes and turns his focus to his salad. Thank God. If his gaze continues to fuck me here, I might need a change of underwear before we leave.

“No sleepovers, and no spontaneous getting together. Only scheduled liaisons are allowed.”

“Not ready to give up control, Chils?” He chuckles.

“Take it or leave it.” This is a terrible idea, but the memory of that smirking mouth eating my pussy overrides any lingering doubt.

“Oh, I’ll take it, but I have some rules of my own.” He pats the napkin at the corner of his mouth. Jesus, everything the man does is sexual.

“I wouldn’t expect any less of you,boyfriend.” I lean back, crossing my arms over my chest, ready to negate the whole deal.

“I’m in control, and you’ll do as I ask.” His words sink into my core, spreading heat, and it takes all my willpower not to squirm as my pulse bounces from my temples to the now soaked area between my legs.

Dominic cocks his eyebrow, his jaw tight, his features dangerous. His look is predatory and threatening in every sense of the word. And so fucking hot.

“Okay.” I breathe out my consent, but he hears me because the self-assured grin returns.

“And no condoms.”

My fork drops. “Are you out of your mind? I don’t know where your dick has been.”

“Are you on birth control?”

“Yes, but—”

“I’m clean, and I have no problem getting tested again. I trust you’re clean as well. If I’m going to commit to one partner, which isn’t really my thing, I want a benefit that makes it…” His pause is filled with a current that zaps through me like fire. “Worth my while.” He reaches for my hand and kisses my knuckles. “And yours, of course.”

He obviously fucked my brain away last night because my next words are reckless. “Okay, no condoms.” I’m so aroused from this conversation, I can’t wait to get home and put my vibrator to good use.

“Have you finished?” Dominic gestures to my half-eaten bowl.

“Yeah.”

He gestures for the bill.

“Go to the ladies’ room and wait there.” Pure sin laces his tone, while dominance oozes through his eyes. Goosebumps cover my skin.

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