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He visibly swallows. “I won’t be some plaything you can dabble with today and throw away when your parents get here.”

I shut the oven door, knowing full well that my face is flushing for more reasons than just the heat coming from the appliance. “I’m tired of playing the good girl for everyone else.”

“Tonight.”

“All the damn time.”

I stop next to him. He’s still bracing himself on the table, his head turned to look at me, pupils fully dilated, his breath coming short and fast.

Kiss me.

I want to say it, but a lifetime of being told sex will ruin my life makes it hard.

I can barely bring myself to make the first move to touch him.

But I force myself to do it.

To put a hand on his shoulder, the heat of his skin searing my palm while I push him back from where he’s braced himself.

“You have no idea what you’re doing,” he murmurs thickly.

“I broke up with theperfect mana year ago because it didn’t feel right and I’m finally understanding why.”

“Because he was a fucking boring-ass piece of shit?”

“Yes.”

He grips my hips hard. “So I’m a plaything.”

“No.”

“Say it.You’re a plaything, Theo. You’re a walk on the wild side. You’re a fuck-you to my parents.”

“You’re living your own life on your own terms without apology andI want that.”

“Fucking around with me isn’t a shortcut to changing who you are and you won’t like me when you know all of who I am.”

“Brutal honesty is such a turn-on.”

He’s glowering at me.

Glowering.

Theo. The guy who smiled through hitting a wild pig.

Also a turn-on.

There’s noyou’re so prettylip service. No lies. No forcing anything. No faking it.

Just a guy who wants me despite notwantingto want me.

Pure hormonal instincts making his searing-hot gaze dip to my lips while his fingers hold my hips tightly enough to bruise.

I want you even though I don’t want to want you.

I feel more like a woman, like a goddess, for knowing how much he can’t resist me than I’ve ever felt from roses and fancy dinners and champagne as foreplay.

“I will ruin you for any other man, ever, and I won’t apologize for that,” he growls as he steps closer, pressing his hard erection against my belly.