Page 52 of Down & Dirty: Rage

They were already enough of a pain in his ass.

She assured him that she wouldn’t tell anyone. Not even Avery, her closest club sister.

Except it wasn’t worth the risk. His connection with Lyric was too damn valuable to destroy it by being a horny fuck. She might never forgive him if he hurt her, even if he didn’t mean to.

Like he told her, she wasn’t simply a hole to fill. Plenty of other women existed to get his rocks off, like sweet butts, hang-arounds, and randoms. He didn’t want to disrespect her by fucking her, then moving on if she expected more. She deserved a hell of a lot better than that.

Even so, it was no fucking lie that she tempted him. She always had. The connection between them was a lot more than the grounding effect she had on him.

But,for fuck’s sake, he wasn’t feeling verygroundedstanding in his kitchen with her only inches away from him, encouraging him to kiss her.

Don’t fuckin’ take the bait, asshole. You’ll kick your own fuckin’ ass if you screw up what you got with her.

Of course you wanna do more than kiss her. You wanna eat her pussy ’til she squirms. Pinch her nipples until they’re puckered tight. Slide into her slick, tight cunt. But to actually do any of that?—

“Ash…” Her shaky whisper made him realize he had closed his eyes and gotten stuck in his own head.

He was his own worst enemy.

Fuckin’ motherfucker!He had wanted to avoid hurting her, but seeing it in her face made him realize it was too late.

“It wasn’t a fluke,was it?”

“Told you it wasn’t. But we always want what we can’t have,” he answered.

“No one said you can’t have what you want. But you’re the one stopping me from getting what I want.”

“Lyric,” he warned. “Playin’ with fuckin’ fire here.”

The hurt filling her face suddenly disappeared and was replaced with determination.

And that scared the fuck out of him.

Especially after she locked eyes with him as she said slowly, “Let it burn.”

Holy fuck! This woman!

“Ain’t gonna hold shit against me, right?” Because women tended to do that. And they never fucking forgot, either. They could dig up shit from five years ago. Something long forgotten.

Yeah, they tended to cling to grudges as tightly as they did their purse while walking through a bad neighborhood at night.

“I’ll take responsibility for my decision,” she assured him, like it was really that simple.

“You say that now…”

“You’d never hurt me on purpose.”

While that was true… “That don’t mean you won’t get hurt.”

“I’m okay with that risk. I wouldn’t have come here this morning if I wasn’t.”

Fuck!He closed his eyes again because the pleading in hers was too much to resist.

This would come back to bite him in the ass. He just fucking knew it.

His dick had gotten hard from just a goddamn kiss. He might not be able to control himself if she let him go unchecked.

And she had no idea how dangerous that could be.