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It didn’t feel like flirting. He looked too serious for that. But how else could I explain his sudden change?

His heart raced under my palm like I wanted it to yesterday when I touched his glass necklace.

“Harry.” His voice was low, filled with a need that echoed mine. “The only person I wanted to fuck in that room last night was you,” Dom said, throwing all his intensity on me at once, rough as he pressed closer.

My breath vanished as all my senses exploded.

His gaze was too strong, his jaw hard, determination bright in his eyes as he swept his hands up to my ears, his elbows bending as he leaned in.

The desire that had been taking me for weeks every time I stroked myself was nothing compared to the storm raging through me as his lips moved closer to mine.

“Dom…” I said on a quiet breath. “Please…”

He was still flirting, teasing me. It was what he did, though he had never gone so far.

His fingers swept my neck, tracing over the birthmark he loved so much before he buried his hand in my hair. He pressed his chest against me, setting me on fire with the softest touch. I jerked as his thigh slid between mine, and he brought his lips closer, his heart picking up speed.

“I can imagine how easy it would be to make you gasp,” he sighed, his cheek against mine. “I could do it right here, handsome. Just drop to my knees and suck you off in front ofthe whole yacht. Just as long as you promise to cry my name when you come.”

I fell back against the wall, my legs barely able to support me. My lips parted, trying to tell him someone could walk past any second, but all that came out was a quiet moan that only grew more desperate as his knee pressed, spreading my thighs further.

“Oh, fuck, Harry,” Dom groaned, pushing even harder against me. “Will you make that noise for me again?”

Was it still flirting as he brought himself so close that I was sure his hips were only inches from mine?

All he had to do was lift his knee and he’d feel how my cock was hardening for him. One part of me wanted him to, to finally bring me some relief from this madness. But I had no guarantee that he wouldn't take advantage of me. If he knew how I felt, we could end up losing years of friendship simply because I wanted to taste him, even once.

I told myself that I should trust him. That I knew him better than that. That he wouldn’t do something like that. But then his lips pressed against my neck, and I shuddered under him.

“Dom,” I said weakly, any kind of fight flying from me as his stubble scratched my cheek, and he kissed my neck again.

“Is this what you want?” he murmured against me, moving along my jawline.

I arched my neck, giving him more room to run his lips down my throat, nudging my ear with his nose as I sighed under him.

I was so close to saying it. If I told him yes, that I craved him, and said how deeply I longed to feel his warmth against me, then my betrayal of Molly would become real.

But I couldn't use that as an excuse anymore.

Even Dom touching me like that was too far. I couldn’t pretend it was friendly when tiny moans were dropping from my lips.

“Jesus, you are so fucking sweet,” he groaned as he pulled back, looking down at me.

I could see in his face he was going to kiss me. Or maybe I wanted to see that there.

All my resistance fled as I sagged, giving in to him. I wanted him too much to deny him any longer.

I pressed my back flat against the wall, our breaths melding.

“I won't stop, handsome,” he warned, his eyes wild with need. But I couldn’t tell him to, not when he looked at me like that.

The words were on the tip of my tongue, telling him to do it, telling him to kiss me.

He stretched it out, making it worse by pressing his hard cock against my leg, pulling a deep shudder from me just as a wide grin split his lips. He knew he had me.

“Is that enough for you?” he asked, grinding himself against me so hard that his cock pressed into mine, sending sparks flooding through me, straight to my ass. It was like I could already feel him inside of me. “I can take this so much further.”

I hated how much he liked to tease me. “Are you really going to make me say it?” I choked out.