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That was not good.
Leaf glances at it, his chest and legs bare. In fact, he’s wearing nothing but a little scrap of underwear, which shows off his cute little bulge.
I can’t look away.
Maybe he knocked something loose in my head with that swing.
“It is. But at least it’s not the bat with the nails…” At least he admitted to having it, which is…something. His voice trails off, and he rushes out of the room, leaving me on the floor, disoriented and slightly turned on.
A moment later, he returns with a towel filled with ice. He presses it against the nape of my neck, and I wince slightly.
“I really am sorry. But honestly, what are you doing here? You were supposed to let yourself out? Wait.” He freezes slightly. “Areyouhere to murder me?”
I shake my head and wince when pain moves into my skull. Time to pull out the big lie. If he really thought I was Michael, then maybe I’m not wrong. Or maybe Michael is the bad guy, mentally tormenting Leaf to the point of insanity.
I need to make sure I can stick around a bit longer.
“Nah, just being a nosy bitch.”
That makes Leaf laugh. “I—yeah, okay. You are being a nosy bitch and also being a bit creepy, so really, you deserve this. Snooping around in an old house? Dick move.”
He meets my gaze, and my own falls to his lips.
His breath catches, and he blushes slightly. “And stop looking at me like that. You definitely don’t want me kissing you after pummeling you.”
I say nothing, realizing I wouldn’t quite mind it, which says something about me. Like maybe I have a concussion. It’s one thing to realize I’m attracted to a man. It’s quite another to realize I’m attracted to a possible psychopath. Fuck, maybe this job really has warped my sense of right and wrong.
Whatever. There’s no point in denying it, and if I can use his obvious attraction to me to buy myself a little more time on his property, well, I’ve done worse things to close a case.
“Maybe I should offer you a blowjob,” he murmurs so quietly I mostly have to read it off his lips.
That makes my breath catch this time, my head going slightly dizzy. Yeah, using sexual prowess to get my way is one thing, but wanting it as much as I do?
That’s different.
“I mean, you can say no,” he adds, “but I think it would be the best apology. If you want me, that is.”
My lips part and then close as I try to decide what to say. This is so unprofessional. So fucking unethical, and yet, earlier, I was about to stroke his dick. And technically, I’m undercover, so would it really be so bad? Besides, it’s not a lie. Idowant him.
Leaf mistakes my silence for rejection. “Ope. There I go again. Sorry, shouldn’t have asked. I’m just tired and clearly unstable. I need a restart.”
He starts to move, and my hand shoots out, grabbing onto his arm and holding him in place. “I didn’t say no.” My voice feels thick and raspy against the back of my throat.
He’s bent over slightly, his eyes flashing. “You said nothing, and anything less than an enthusiastic yes is a no to me.”
I shake my head and then pull him closer. I can do this. In all honesty, it’s going to be too easy. I want him so much the back of my throat aches. And frankly, after everything I’ve seen and done, I’m already going to hell, so what’s one more brick to pave that path?
“It’s not a no,” I tell him, keeping my voice so low I can barely hear it, “but we should make this fair.”
“How so?”
“How about we get each other off. At the same time. As a mutual apology.”
He bobs his head, and the ice clatters to the wooden floor beneath us. “An apology,” Leaf says. “An apology for you not selling me what you promised, and an apology for me trying to put a hole in your skull?”
I laugh as he scrambles onto my lap, that cute little ass now on my thighs, his lips precariously close to mine. He smells like coconuts, like he took a shower after falling face-first in the dirt.
He breathes, and I smell the mint on his breath, his hands clumsily working my pants open. He feels nothing like a woman at all. Granted, it’s been a while since I’ve done this with anyone, but the weight of him is different. He’s not a particularly hugeguy, but there’s a feeling about him that will not let me think he’s anything other than a man.
