Page 45 of Hidden By the Gargoyle

“Dax?”

He didn’t answer. His eyes still roving from my breasts to my hips. He cupped my inner thighs, his thumbs tracing over the lips of my pussy as he stared down at me. Then, his hands moved up my body, one long, firm stroke from my hips to my breasts.

“Dax?”

“Hm?”

I lifted my upper body, resting my weight on my elbows. The change in position pushed my breasts deeper into his palms. He ran his thumbs over my nipples, making me shiver.

“Are you going to join me on the bed?” I asked.

His gaze jumped to mine as he played with my nipples. “Not tonight.”

I sat up further, gripping the back of his head with my right hand. “What?” I asked, bringing my lips to his.

“I told you. If you want me to be the first man to touch you, we’re doing it my way,” he said.

“Why not tonight?” I asked. His words stung.

“I don’t want to hurt you, so we’re going to take this slowly until I think you’re ready.”

I frowned at him. “Until you think I’m ready?” I repeated.

It sounded like another excuse to me. Another reason he wasn’t going to make love to me.

His thumbs dragged across my nipples again, bringing my attention back to the way my body was still humming from my orgasm.

“And when might that be?” I asked, a bite in my voice.

Dax’s eyes warmed and crinkled at the corners, but he didn’t smile. “I don’t know.”

“How about an estimate?” I pushed.

This time, his grin was wide enough to show his teeth. “I don’t know. How big is your toy?”

Dax had never teased me like this before, but I didn’t appreciate it all that much because I felt like he was just putting me off, giving me a little but not everything.

“It’s in my bag,” I answered. “Do you want me to go get it so we can do a comparison?”

His eyes grew hot. “You brought it with you?” he asked.

“Well, I didn’t know we’d be sharing a bedroom,” I answered. I sounded huffy, but I couldn’t help it. Iwashuffy. “Or how long I would be here, so I thought I might need them.”

“Them?”

Oh, shit. I’d basically told him that I’d brought more than one sex toy with me.

“I’ll tell you what,” he said, not waiting for me to answer. “Why don’t you go get everything you brought with you, and we’ll see how it goes.”

I swallowed hard, staring up at him. It was on the tip of my tongue to say no, but I also wanted more.

Dax ran his hand over my side, down to my hip, his eyes following the path of his touch. I liked the way he was looking at me, as though he couldn’t get enough of touching me. Decision made, I pushed him back and headed to the closet where my duffel bag was still lying on the floor.

He seemed surprised that I wasn’t going to fight with him, but what he didn’t know was his time was limited.

I already decided that I would give him two days. If he hadn’t made love to me by then, I was taking matters into my own hands.

ChapterEleven

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