Page 36 of Sweet Shots

“You’re annoying, rude, disrespectful, and arrogant.”

He grins. “Your disdain is so sexy.”

I scoff, pushing past him, which makes him laugh.

“Go upstairs,” he says as he closes and locks the door.

“What?” I turn toward him.

The look on his face is serious now. No more laughing and smiling. His eyes are dark, and he’s looking at me like… like something I don’t even want to talk about.

“I said go upstairs, Mikah.”

He isn’t being rude, but his words are firm. He’s not leaving room for argument. I open my mouth to argue anyway. His brow raises and I snap my mouth shut. Dominic moves until he’s standing right in front of me. He smells so good, like the woods.

“Look, Mikah, I know you think you’re being all bossy and in charge, but I promise, all this bratty behavior is only turning me on.”

“What is wrong with you?” I breathe out, my heart pounding a little harder.

He shrugs. “Never really figured it out. Just learned how to deal with it.” His hand is on my hip, large and warm. “Kinda hope you’ll do the same.”

“What does that mean?” I ask, my words hardly above a whisper.

My heart is beating really fast, and my skin is all hot. He’s so close to me I can see the dark flecks in his eyes. They’re beyond beautiful.

His smile is small and slow. “Go upstairs, and you’ll find out.”

I nod and do as he says, rounding the banister and walking up the stairs.

I go into his bedroom, noting the camera is set up on a stand, facing the bed.

This room smells exactly like him, only more. Whatever scent that’s just him, mixed with that woodsy scent, it fills this room. I’ve seen him stand in this room a hundred times before and never, not once, did I ever think I’d be here. I go to the window and look out of it and into my bedroom.

“Nice view, right?” He chuckles as he walks into the room. “Sometimes I get a free show.”

I smirk and say, “It’s weird to be here right now.”

He nods absently. “I can see why you’d think that.”

“You don’t agree?” I turn to face him, leaning against the wall and trying to come across as relaxed, even though that’s not how I feel.

“Not at all. But I don’t hate you the way youhateme.” I hear the teasing in his voice.

“I do hate you,” I say, though for the first time, the words sound strange coming out of my mouth. Maybe he’s growing on me a little tiny bit.

“Well, then I guess it’s a good thing we’re getting this done with so you can be on your merry way.”

Yeah. Good thing.

“So, what is the plan? Tell me what to do.”

Excitement glints in his eyes and my dick twitches. Why? I have no idea. Good thing though, since we’re about to make a video. The last thing I need is for my dick to not cooperate. Though it had no issue last time with him, so I don’t foresee it being a problem.

The smile that crosses his face is like nothing I’ve seen from him before. It’s pure sex. Lust. Excitement. All of it wrapped into a handsome smile that so graciously sits on his face. How rude it is to be so freaking good looking.

He steps to me, running his hand up my side, over my chest and then to my throat. I swallow hard, a whoosh of air leaving my lungs. He doesn’t squeeze, just leaves his hand there, letting me know he could, if he was so inclined.

“What you’re going to do is be a good little boy and listen to everything I say.” His tone is low, words slow and even.

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