Even if I wasn’t entirely convinced Devin was my biggest fan. He might be…ugh, it was still so hard to think about, dating my mom, but that didn’t mean he necessarily thought I was the best thing for Lexi or Chase. I got the impression he thought I was more trouble than good.
And then there were the strange glances I kept getting from Chase. I’d been trying to convince myself that it was me. But lately, I’ve been catching him staring at me more and more, and not with the usual swoon-worthy gazes. These were more like he was dissecting me or waiting for me to grow a third eye, and whatever he saw had him thrown off balance. As soon as we were alone, I was going to grill him. He was hiding something from me.
I could feel it.
I guess this connection was good for something after all.
After we ate, I assumed I would be free of my imprisonment and head home. I should have known better. Chase had other plans. Plans that involved the two of us. Alone. In his bedroom. My heart was going to need a jumpstart – it had stopped beating.
He pulled me up the upstairs, and surprisingly, I let him. I could only resist the pull between us for so long, and I don’t know why, but it felt like days since we had been alone. Really alone. The fact that I was secretly looking forward to being shut off from the world with just him was alarming.
His fingers interlaced with mine. “If I hadn’t insisted that you come over, you would still be shut up in your room withering away to nothing,” he said, as we climbed the stairs.
He was probably right, but I was definitely not going to admit it. I wouldn’t give him the pleasure. “If you hadn’t shown up, I probably would have prestige again.”
“What?” The look on his face was comical as we walked over the threshold of his room.
Sometimes, I forgot that he knew next to nothing about games. My mouth twitched as I tried to hide my grin. “Nothing.”
“How about we make nothing into something about me and you…preferably on my bed?”
“I don’t think there is room for me with your inflated ego in the way,” I commented, yawning. Still, I climbed into his bed, happy to lay my head on his pillow. His dark and erotic scent flirted with my senses from the sheets. Sighing contently, I inhaled deeply before I even realized what I was doing.
His head joined mine on the pillow, and he was smirking. “That’s not the only thing that’s inflated.”
Color morphed into my cheeks.
The look in his eyes was full of pure wickedness. “Did I shock you, my virginal angel?”
“What makes you think I’m a virgin?” I knew I was skirting a fine line toward danger. A part of me must like to walk right on the edge of a rocky cliff. Chase could be unstable and hazardous, yet I didn’t care.
“This,” he murmured, brushing his thumb over my lips. “You blush every time I touch you.”
I sucked in a sharp breath. The heat from his thumb was like magic. “I do not.”
He arched a brow, his way of calling me a liar.
Blast him.
“That doesn’t mean anything,” I huffed.
“Really? Let’s put it to the test.” I didn’t like the gleam in his eyes. It radiated trouble. “I bet you’ve never been kissed here,” he challenged, and I watched stupefied as he lowered his head, slowly kissing my shoulder. “Or here,” he murmured against my flushed skin.
I watched as his dark head traveled to my collarbone. Then his lips were kissing the sensitive alcove of my neck. But nothing prepared me for his mouth nibbling on my bottom lip, or when his fingers skirted the edge of my cotton waistband. My eyes were steamy. My insides turned into mush. And I didn’t think I was going to last another ten seconds without moaning.
Then he whispered in my ear, “Your turn.” He wanted me, to do to him the same in return.
I knew I was playing with fire, but what fun was it if you didn’t get burned once in awhile. And while I was at it, why not kick it up a notch. Straddling him, I kept my eyes glued to his, fascinated by the change of colors. Bending down, I whispered in his ear, “You asked for it.”
His silver eyes darkened to coal laced with the most mesmerizing streaks of glittering gold. Pressing my lips softly to the spot where his neck and shoulder met, I felt his pulse quicken under my mouth. It was an empowering feeling, knowing that I could do that. I let my lips trail down his neck taking little nibbles at the rapidly beating vein. This time it was him who sucked in a sharp breath, and I smirked. But it wasn’t long before I found myself caught in my own web of seduction.