Page 53 of King of My Heart

“No.” His hand cupped my pussy, with his fingers pressing against it over my jeans’ fabric. “This is way more fucking exciting.”

I was glad he changed his mind. I liked his daring side and wanted to see more of it in the future.

I bit my bottom lip and looked down before leaning back in the booth, breathing deeply. I was ready for him to do whatever he wanted to.

Fuck everyone else.

Only Caz and I mattered.

CASPIAN

My cock was throbbing against the hard fabric of my jeans. I cupped it but simply held it, not wanting to make myself even harder. It was Darwynn’s turn, and all my focus was on her.

I fucking adored this woman. She made me feel alive again. Young. Reckless. Just like I had been throughout my twenties and thirties. Giving into her had been the hardest fucking thing I had ever done, simply because I thought I had the rest of my life planned out.

I had come to terms with the fact that living here alone with a few random people around would be the end of my life. I still had a long time to live, and I was healthy, but I was ready to spend the rest of my life as planned.

Then, Darwynn showed up. And all of a sudden, my whole fucking life revolved around her.

I had no idea what her plan was.

Would she leave once her stay was over?

Would she stay a while longer now that something was growing between us?

The connection we had was special. I had many women in my life, but never did I want to be with a woman, have her live with me, and spend every single day with me.

But I wanted all that with Darwynn.

She turned my life upside down, and it didn’t bother me one fucking bit.

Hell, she could burn down my house, and I wouldn’t mind.

As long as she would be in my arms after.

I pushed my fingers into her panties, feeling her wetness immediately. “Goddamn,” I muttered, my jaw clenching. Having this effect on her made me feel powerful. I was a dominant man, but I liked her confidence, and I would let her shine when the time was right.

Right now, I needed her to give in to me and let me make her come in this bar full of people I couldn’t give less of a fuck about.

I teased her entrance with my fingertips, circling it slowly and feeling her pussy clench at my touch. Her body was tense, but she was good at not showing her emotions on her face. This couldn’t be easy for her, but she wanted it, and she wouldn’t risk getting caught.

“Relax,” I murmured seconds before I dipped two fingers into her.

She gripped my wrist, her nails digging into my skin. “God,” she choked.

“Quiet. I don’t want to attract an audience.”

“Me neither,” she said through clenched teeth.

I chuckled in amusement.

She cleared her throat and took a deep breath, her hips pressing forward as I pulled out of her slightly.

“Don’t move,” I ordered.

She stilled, and I slid my fingers back in, deeper this time.

“God, you’re so fucking wet. I wish I could taste you.”

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