“What are you doing? Are you literally begging me?” She scowled at him.
“No, Juicy. I made a promise, and I will keep it if that’s what you want. But I’m asking, aren’t you curious?”
Her mouth twisted as if biting back the words. “Of course I’m curious. But I also like being alive.”
“So do I. And I never feel more alive than when I’m with you.”
Her lips opened to form a large O, and she shook her head while smiling incredulously. “Oh, you’re good.”
“It’s the truth.”
And it was. Dani literally brought him back to life.
“Do you say things like that to all the girls, Dr. Galanis?”
A guttural sound unwillingly escaped his throat upon hearing her say his name like that again. “Only you.”
A delightfully devious sense of satisfaction washed over her face. He swallowed.
“You’re not just saying sweet things like that trying to get into my panties, are you, Dr. Galanis?” She opened her legs wider, and with those short shorts, he could see said panties.
“I don’t think I’ve been keeping any secret about wanting to get in your panties today,” he said, trying to stay focused on her eyes despite her apex being athiseye level, “but no, I’m not only saying those things for that reason. I meant what I said.”
She bit her lip and stared at him, the wheels clearly turning in her brain. But he didn’t move. He stayed in his position of worship, because that was what she deserved.
“Fine, we’ll check out the temple,” she said, but then put up her finger, “but under one condition.”
“And what’s that?”
“If at any time I get a bad feeling, we leave. No questions. No more promises. No more getting on your knees andnotbegging. And if we have any other encounters with Maurice and Louis, we’re out of here.”
“That sounds to me likefiveconditions, Juicy,” he said, taking her hand in his and lifting up the rest of her fingers. He then threaded his fingers through hers, and they each stared at their hands weaving together. God, he wanted to touch her.
“Then we have a deal,” she said.
There wasn’t nearly enough space between the two of them. Especially with the way his cock started to expand.
“You know, I might not be a Good Greek Girl, but I can be a good girl,” she said.
Fuck me now.
“I thought you were a muchacha mala,” he said, suggestively.
“I can be whatever you like, Dr. Galanis,” she said with hooded eyes.
He swallowed hard.
“Do you like it when I call you that?” she asked, wrapping her legs around his shoulders and pulling herself closer.
“Ye…yes.” The words came out in a garbled, choking sound.
“Do you want me to be a good girl or a bad girl?”
She relaxed her legs and brought one in between them, grazing his crotch with the top of her foot, and he licked his lips.
“What’s the difference?” he asked.
“Well,” she said, slowly leaning over and reaching down. Her hand cupped his cock, stroking it over the fabric of his boxers as her other hand reached up to his neck, pulling him closer as she placed kisses along his skin.
