Page 89 of Make Me Yours
“So, if you don’t mind,” he says, voice wrapped in velvet and fire, “I’m going to take my time with this.”
My skin prickles, heat rising in a slow, consuming wave. I’m standing in the middle of his living room, completely bare under the silver spill of moonlight. Every inch of me is exposed, trembling, strung tight with want. I shift on my feet and press my thighs together, desperate to stifle the throb between them.
His eyes flicker, sharp and observant.
Nothing escapes his notice.
His head tilts slightly, a wisp of smoke trailing lazily from his lips. “Is your pussy wet?”
The casual way he asks the question leaves me momentarily speechless.
Like he’s asking if I’d like a drink.
Or if I’ve seen the weather report.
But we’re not talking about either of those.
We’re talking about the slick heat between my thighs. The ache he’s coaxed into an inferno. And the fact that he hasn’t laid a single hand on me since we stepped out of the car.
Somehow, that cool and easy tone only makes it worse.
“Lilah,” he prompts, raising a brow and taking another puff of his cigar. “Answer me.”
“I… ah…” The words die on my tongue.
He lifts his glass again, utterly composed. “Perhaps you should check?”
My eyes widen. “You want me tocheck?”
“Yes.”
“I—” I swallow. “You want me to touch myself?”
He exhales a stream of smoke, his gaze never wavering. “Just like you did the other night.”
My mouth goes dry as heat floods my face.
“You heard me?” I whisper.
He nods, calm and utterly unapologetic. “Not only did I hear you, I watched.”
There’s a flicker of mortification, but it’s instantly eclipsed by something darker as arousal curls through me.
“You did?”
He takes another sip of bourbon. “Yes. So, I know you understand exactly how to touch your pussy.”
The crudeness of his words doesn’t shock me anymore. It makes my thighs clench even tighter. And this time, I don’t even try to stop it.
“Sit,” he says, motioning to the thick glass coffee table in front of him.
I blink. “On the table?”
“Lilah.”
It’s just my name.
But the way he says it?
