Page 6 of Wild Obsession
“Warned?”An edge of aggravation poked at the back of my neck.“By who?”
“Eric.He said you’re a player.”
“Right.”The acid in my stomach crept into my tone.“Because he’s the fucking authority on that topic.”
This was the reason I’d thought about escaping.These people had already made up their minds about me.I barely knew most of them, yet they’d helped give me a complex that was bigger than my fucking ego.
And that was saying a lot.
I started to turn away, but she grabbed the front of my shirt, bunching it in her delicate fist.
“Don’t go,chéri.I said he warned me.I didn’t say I’d listen.”Her gaze held mine.“I’m not very good at listening or doing what I’m told.”
Those words slid over me like a heated caress, traveling straight to my cock.
“No?”I held back the growl that wanted to tear out of me.“Not the kind to take orders, huh?”
She shook her head.Such a small, simple movement, but with her soft mouth, wide eyes, and thick hair falling over her chest, I was in thrall.
“I bet if I gave you orders nice enough, I could talk you into a few things.Bet you might even like that.”
“Eh bien.” A sly smile stole across her lips.“You are a bad boy, aren’t you?”
“You were warned.”I ran my fingers over the back of her hand, still clinging to my shirt.“Come on,enchanté.I’ve had a bad day.Give me something good.Say my name again but say it nicely this time.”
“Dylan,” she whispered.It was half taunt, half plea, and something inside me loosened at the sound of it.
“Mmm.Those lips do my name some serious justice.Thank you for indulging me.”
“Is that all you want from my lips?”
Fuck me.This woman was sweetness and sin all wrapped in one.
A reckless urge burned in me.How many boundaries could I push?How many unwritten rules could I demolish?
“What else have you got?”I challenged.“What are you willing to give me?”
She let go of my shirt, planting her hand firmly against my chest, and walked me backward into the bathroom, her heated gaze never leaving mine.The door clicked shut behind her.
She leaned in, her mouth just a breath from my own.“We shouldn’t be doing this, you know.”Like acknowledging it somehow made it all right.
“Isn’t that why you’re doing it?Isn’t that what makes it fun?”
I meant to wait and see what she’d do with those luscious lips on her own terms.Would she be a good fucking girl and rise to my challenge?
Impatience got the better of me.I grabbed a fistful of her long, silky hair and claimed her mouth with mine.Her sharp inhale shot straight through me, and I backed her into the door until our bodies were plastered together.
She melted under my touch, her mouth opening for mine, eager and willing, silently begging me to take the lead.
And for the first time in longer than I could remember, I didn’t worry about caution or good behavior.
I took what I fucking wanted.
