Page 137 of Driftwood Daffodil

I was also stubborn.

“I can still move,” I sang while flapping my hands around like fins.

Not only did I hear the click of his unimpressed tsk, but I felt it.

“You’re testing my limits.”

Something in the back of my mind chanted, don’t say, don’t say it… but how could I not?

“The limit does not exist.”

My brief moment of satisfaction at Gio’s gruffly muttered curse was quickly quashed when he shifted behind me. Thesensation of something hot and hard poking into my thigh caused every muscle in my body to seize.

Oh my God, his dick is on my leg!

And just like that the air in the room changed.

Gone was the carefree no worry version of me. I was too scared to move let alone talk. If I could’ve stopped my lungs from working I’d have done that too. The fear of waking that angry thing up was too real to ignore. That’s what I told myself anyway. The deep pulse slowly building in my core was much more terrifying.

“Gio,” I whispered but he cut me off.

“Shut up!”

I could do that. Speaking probably wasn’t a good idea. In fact I’d be as a church mouse. Gio wouldn’t even know I was here. I even closed my eyes, hoping that that would add to my nonexistent invisibility powers. It didn’t. If anything it made things worse.

I was in a big room with lots of space, yet all I could feel was him. Gio Mancini surrounded me. The bulging muscles in his forearm were inches away from my face, while his weight pressed down on my still burning ass. But the worst part was his scent. That ridiculously addictive aroma got sucked into my lungs with every breath, until it was all I could taste. I didn’t like it.

I didn’t like it at all.

I tried to think about something else, but nothing worked. No matter where I took my mind, Gio was still there. I could feel his eyes, watching me.

Silence seemed to drag on. Why wasn’t he doing anything? My mind was going crazy with anticipation. Spank me, choke me, say something!

“What’s wrong Nova?”

Don’t say that.

“Nothing.”

Was his voice always that deep?

“Really?” his breath warmed the back of my scalp. “Because you’re shaking.”

I wasn’t shaking. Was I? I couldn’t think past the dick on my leg.

“You’re not scared are you?”

Oh my god why was he still talking to me? Clearly we had other problems to deal with. Such as the churning in my gut and how the sting in my ass was spreading in tingles down the back of my thighs.

My entire body twitched when Gio grazed his nose up the side of my neck and deeply inhaled.

“Fuck,” he growled in a way too sexy tone. “I love that scent.”

He shouldn’t be getting off on fear. But he was. I could feel how much he was because HIS DICK WAS STILL ON MY LEG.

“Come on Nova, you always have something to say.”

Oh, I had plenty to say, just not out loud.

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