Her face goes flat then, and I think she’s trying to distract me from what’s really going on. I hacked her phone and couldn’tfind anything on there that would make her put her walls up. I cup her face, getting lost in her stormy grays.
“Princess, what are you hiding?”
She shakes her head. “It’s nothing.”
“Has someone upset you, my love?”
“I said I’m fine,” she snaps.
She gets up from the bed and changes into a sweatshirt and sweatpants. She grabs her book from the nightstand, but I snatch it away.
She flinches again. She’s scared—but not of me. Something happened that she won’t tell me. If someone hurt her, I’m going to kill them with my bare hands.
I hear the echoes of my heartbeat in my ears and feel the thick tension between us. A nervous laugh slips from her lips.
I kiss her softly, sliding my fingers into her hair. Her shoulders stiffen then relax as she devours my lips. I rub the print of my dick against her stomach, and she lets out a slow moan. She steps back, eyes meeting mine, then bites her lip.
“I have somewhere I need to be.” Her tone is low.
I cock my eyebrow. “Where do you need to be?”
She’s lying. I checked her calendar—there’s nothing on it.
“I’m supposed to meet Lyrical for drinks.”
She presses her thighs together. Her body wants me, but she’s trying to play it cool. She always tries to hide how she really feels about me, but we both know she wants me. Her body can’t help it.
I brush my fingers along her jawline, leaving kisses down her neck. She places her hand on my shoulder, but she doesn’t push me away. Her stormy eyes plead with me to fuck her.
She pulls away.
She wants me to chase her.
I’ll give her exactly what she craves. She needs to be controlled. I want to see where her mind is at. Will she lie to me further? I gently bite her lip, and she steps back.
The smell of her lilac-and-honey scent lingers in my nostrils. I stroke the side of her cheek with the back of my hand.
“What if I stop fucking your tight pussy? What if I stop touching you?”
Her eyes widen. “Why?”
I remove the vape pen from behind my ear, place it between my lips, inhale, and exhale the weed loudly.
“Would it bother you if I didn’t fuck you anymore?”
She watches me like a hawk. Her shoulders slump, and her hands settle on her hips.
“I’m not answering that.”
I pull her close, caging her so she can’t run.
“I could stop touching you. I could stop eating your pussy.”
I track her reaction. Her eyelids droop, but she doesn’t utter a word.
She snatches the vape pen from my mouth and sets it down on the dresser. “You had too much of the vape. You’re high.”
“Trust me, princess. I’m not too high to know what I’m asking you.”
