She’s leaning against the wall when I reach her, and as I begin to encroach her space, she dangles a black piece of fabric in my face.
The lace instantly catches my attention. I initially balk at the fabric, but as I realize what she’s giving me, a smile spreads instead.
Her very warm,damp, underwear.
God, I’m already salivating by the time I have them in my hands.
Would it be weird to bury my face in them right here?
“You know, yesterday, your brother wouldn’t let me wear any underwear for the rest of the night after he fucked my brains out in the bathroom,” she says.
My eyes shoot straight to her face.
She fucking knows what that just did to me, too. I know it because of the little wiggle of her brows, the way she’s dragging her tongue along her lips.
Challenge accepted.
“That was whatpatiencedid for him after he made me wait,” she goes on. “Today, though,youget to wait. You get to hang on to myvery wetpanties while I work, and each time you look at me, I want you to imagine how you could have been the one tearing them off with your teeth had you just used a little restraint.”
I chuckle as I toy with the lace. “Are you trying to make me jealous?” I ask.
“Is it working?”
The thought makes me scoff. “My brother likes to follow a certain set of rules. I do not. So I’ll gladly keep these, and later, when you’re finally free from this shift, you’ll learn exactly why taunting me like this is going to have you regretting it.” I lean closer and kiss the tip of her nose. “Save that craving for romance for him, darling. I’ll be the one fulfilling your mostwickeddesires.”
“Beg me for the opportunity first,” she whispers.
Our eyes meet, and in a flash, I know I’ve met my match.
Finally.
I incline my head towards hers. There’s nothing more to say. I just need that promise sealed. I need to savor her. Bend her backward until she begs me to stop. Take her through orgasm after orgasm until she passes out on me.
Our lips brush, however the moment my chest collapses and I think I’ve got her in my grasp, she pulls away.
I nearly fall into the wall.
My forehead meets the paneling, and I curse under my breath. She tosses a smirk at me over her shoulder, making a rough breath leave my lungs.
I’ll wait.
I’ll beg.
I’ll get on my knees.
My brother was right. She might be worth it.
Chapter 13
North
The entire afternoon, I sit patiently at the table.
I can be patient.
I don’t like it, but I can do it.
And for her… For her, I’ll exercise restraint. Because I know once I have her, it’ll be far more satisfying than however excruciating the wait is.
