My dick hardens even more. God, that’s so fucking hot. I’ve fantasized about this scenario more times than I ever want to admit…
I tug a hand through my hair. I’m frustrated and turned on at the same time. I force that filthy thought out of my head.
There’s no way I’ll be able to ignore this, even from all the way across the house. I need her to stop, now.
I march across the living room and down the hall, then knock on her door.
Chapter 18
Dakota
There’s a hard knock at my bedroom door right as I start to come down from my orgasm.
My heart races in my chest. He’s taking the bait.Yes.
“Come in,” I say sweetly.
He doesn’t though, just like I knew he wouldn’t.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea, Dakota.”
“It’s okay, Sam. I’m fully clothed.”
“You are?”
“Yes. Come in.”
A second later, the door opens. His handsome face sports a deep red flush on his cheeks. His gaze immediately goes to the hot pink vibrator in my hand.
“What are you doing?” he grits out.
“What does it sound like I’m doing?”
His jaw bulges as he bites down, clearly frustrated. “You need to be quieter. I can hear you all the way on the other side of the house.”
I bite my bottom lip. “Sorry,” I say in a soft, teasing voice.
His chest rises as he takes a breath.
“Do you want me to stop?” I ask.
“No. Just be quiet.”
“I can’t do that, Sam. I’m always loud when I do this.”
“Do what?” His hard gaze falls to my mouth, then the vibrator in my hand.
“Play with myself.”
He closes his eyes and groans. I notice the slight bulge in his pants. This insanely sexy man is turned on by me. My ego gets a nice little boost.
He opens his eyes, then starts to turn around and steps out of the doorway. “Fuck, Dakota. I really can’t do this right now.”
“Can’t or won’t?” I repeat the question I asked him earlier.
And just like earlier, he doesn’t say anything at first. He just stares at me, his gaze full of raw want.
My pussy aches and my chest tingles. I work up the nerve to say what I’ve been going over in my head the whole night.