Page 136 of Darling Psycho

“I have to be because I feel like my favorite client will keep mebusy.” She smiled, relaxing under the gentle touch of his hand, gripping her inner thigh possessively.

Stroking her newly manicured silver-tipped nails over the back of his veined hand, Angela didn’t need to gain his attention, because those incredible eyes were already on her. Waiting. “You’re being patient with me, thank you, Lawless.”

“I’m not all psycho, huh?”

She laughed, squeezing his hand. No, he wasn’tallpsycho. But even if he were, she’d love him entirely still. That was actual love. Loving a person for who they were, not who you could make them into.

He’d stepped into her world, doing sweet, domestic, nice things with her. And Angela was stepping into his darker world.

Testing it out.

She knew he wasn’t holding her for ransom.

Suppose she liked it, then great. If she didn’t, then she wouldn’t come again.

But it hadn’t stopped her over-working brain from going nuts with the possibilities.

“Finish what you have to say.”

He always knew.

“Do you want to share me? Is that why you’re allowing me to see what’s inside?”

Lawless didn’t have to send out a sound for Angela to realize the air had changed. And then his hand shot out and took her around the neck. Just that. He didn’t draw her across the console or yank her into his lap. Instead, he put his hold on the place on her body, which melted under his command.

“What part of me waiting three long years so I could debauch your luscious fucking body translates to my willingness toshareyou?”

Okkkkay. When he put it like that.

“No one will touch you. Do you know why?”

“Because you will turn them to stone with only a psycho stare?”

“You are mine.”

Yes. Sigh. She was. All of her.

“So, no orgies or moresomes or threesomes then...”

“No.”

As open-minded as Angela wanted to believe she was, she didn’t want to have sex with other people. She was kinky-lite, not kinky-hardcore.

“So, then...”

“Ask.”

So dictatorial.

“Do you still want to fuck around with other people in there? I don’t mean only tonight. Like at all?”

Out of the corner of her eye, she watched his mouth twitch at the edge. He said they had honesty between them, and this was her genuine fear. They hadn’t labeled what they were other than she belonged to him. Of course, that could encompass many things she wouldn’t agree to. And sharing Lawless was hells no.

Before he answered, she rushed on, “because I’d object so hard to that, Lawless. I might go all Misery on you and tie you to the bed. You say I’m yours, but if you didn’t know, I’m possessive, too. I don’t want other mouths on you.”

Lawless rushed his mouth to hers and kept it there. “Possessive little badass, you’ve seen some of my appetites now, yeah? It’s up to you to see me well fed.”

A tsunami of lust hit Angela from all sides, imagining all the ways to feed her man.

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