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“If I wasn’t circumcised already, I would have been after that.”
“No offence, but I’m not calling you Brelly. You’re not an umbrella.”
“Do you like your women wholesome and pure, or dirty and slutty?” Satisfaction flashes across his face, and I realize that I just played straight into his hands. He used the truth serum tactic to see what I really wanted to know: his taste in women. Shit, I need to up my game if I’m going to keep up with this master manipulator. He sips his scotch and the air swirls between us. “I like the first to act like the latter… but only for me.”
“Wholesome sluts must be hard to find these days,”
don’t drink straight scotch ever again. Hardened criminals don’t even drink that shit. No wonder my head is pounding.
“This car is a fucking turn on,”
I don’t know if it’s the fact that she’s wearing next to nothing, or the image I get of me eating every last drop of her, but I inhale sharply as I feel my cock begin to swell.
She’ll get what she’s fucking given in a minute.
Stop dancing like that, baby, or you will wake Mr. Masters… and he doesn’t treat naughty girls like you so well.
“Who on Earth would want to share you?”
My eyes widen. Oh fuck. I didn’t call his pyjamas cutie patootie. Surely not?
I’m a prude; I don’t come onto people. I get annoyed and disgusted when people come onto me.
I get a vision of me on top of him, naked in my bed, and I feel myself get wet instantly.
The power emanating from his body is palpable. He’d be so fucking dominant in bed.
Her being happy makes me happy.
dancing with an honest devil sounds so much more appealing than sleeping with a lying god.
“I’m not here to romance you, Bree, I’m here to take my pleasure from your body.” He leans forward and takes my face in his hands. “And I’m going to fuck you so damn good, no man will ever compare.”
and that jawline could impregnate anything female with one glance. He looks fucking edible.
Ugh, stop being so fucking cute or I will hurt you.
I hate that every time he’s in the room with me I can feel his body talking to mine.
“Why don’t you tell her that you are pussy whipping her son, and he’s on the verge of needing sectioning because of his sexual addiction to you?”
It’s not the money I want. It’s his huge jackhammer dick, I think to myself.
but this is need to know information. I could sell it on the black market.
I need to be muzzled.
“Because she’s the kind of girl you fall in love with, and I’m not wired to love. I’d only let her down.”
Ah, ever the gentleman even when furious.
Just being around her is addictive because she oozes happiness. I’ve never known anyone quite like her.
Every day we take another few steps up the intimacy ladder and no matter what we tell each other, we both know this is more.
He didn’t say one word to me for two hours while he chatted up another woman, for Christ’s sake.
“He’s waiting for you, Brell. Somebody very special is sitting and waiting for you to come along. Any day now, he’s going to show up.”
“Oh, I see. Strawberry Shortcake is a doll from the eighties with red hair.” He holds the phone out to show us.
“Call somebody then, because I’m not talking.”
“You stayed with your last boyfriend for three years too long because you felt sorry for him, because you’re a good person and you wanted to fix him.”
And I know why, because in my gut I know it’s wrong, too.
She’s right about everything; I’ve made a mistake. It’s annoying that I can’t stop thinking about him and how he dismissed me with such coldness.
“You’re not getting needy, are you, Julian?” She puts her hand on her hip. “There is nothing more unattractive than a needy man.”
“Because I can’t stand the thought of someone else touching you.” “Why?” “Because you belong to fucking me,” I admit, losing control.
“Why are you acting like this if you don’t give a fuck?”
“Drive it like you stole it.”
“My wife died on the day I asked her for a divorce.” Bree’s face falls and her eyes search mine. “How? How did she die?” “She killed herself.”
This is the first time he has let me see him completely vulnerable this way. And he is more beautiful than I could have ever imagined.
“No. How could you ever tell your child that their mother killed herself because their father didn’t love her.”
My eyes fill with tears. How many people actually take the time to see beneath her scars to admire the beautiful girl she really is?
“Of all the things you could do, you want me to cook for you?”
“Nobody has ever bought me a gift like this before.” "If it's any consolation, I've never bought a gift like this before, either."
“When I told you I have never been in love before…. I lied.” He swallows the lump in his throat. I stare into his big brown eyes. “Because I’m in love with you,” he whispers.
“I don’t. ” He kisses me softly. “But apparently my heart does, with or without my permission.”
but knowing she now belongs to me has released the animal I’ve been keeping caged.
I grab her hip bone and ride her deep—so deep she’s thrashing and moaning, sending me out of my fucking mind.
“I love you, Brell,” she whispers against my shoulder. “You’re the first person who has ever been on my side.”
