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โWe will,โ Oliver agrees, and I turn around to see him beginning to unbutton his shirt.
โWhat are you doing?โ I ask, my voice unsteady. โYou canโt be serious!โ
He gives me a look before pausing. Heโs got his shirt half opened, revealing a set of super-hard abs and tanned skin beneath.
โIโm unbuttoning my shirt. Whatโs it look like?โ Oliver asks. โYou know, I canโt exactly go to bed in a sports coat and khakis.โ
My mind is flooded with thoughts of all the dirty, sexy things that could happen if I let them. Iโd normally be down for a night of fun with a man like him, but I just canโt get over his cockiness. My prideโs getting in the way of a good fuck. But lying in a bed with him with only a few inches and some cloth between us? Asshole or not, his body is irresistible.
I grab myself by the arms, squeezing, trying to ward away the desire flowing through my body as the image of his lips burning into mine flashes in my mind. My pussy clenches as I remember the kiss from earlier that seemed to promise paradise. Oh, fuck.
Iโm not caving on the first night. No fucking way.
I set my face as hard as I can and stab a finger at the floor. โI think you should sleep on the floor for tonight. Iโm not sharing a bed with you.โ
Oliver looks at me like Iโm crazy before letting out a chuckle. โLike hell. Iโm a man, not a dog. If you want to sleep on the floor, be my guest.โ
He pulls his shirt all the way off, tossing it to the side. In an instant, I have a full view of him. Every muscle on his torso is defined and flows like a piece of artwork from one to the next, and all of them are saying fuck me, Mindy.
My knees give a wobble as they become weak. Sweet baby Jesus. He is on fire.
I place my hands on my hips, trying to be strong. โYeah, thatโs exactly why I want you to sleep there. You are a dog, and I donโt fucking trust you.โ
On one hand, Iโm pissed that I canโt let my pride go. I want to get in that bed and lick him from head to toe, but beyond his being an ass today, Iโm scared. Iโm scared what would happen if I sleep with him. And itโs totally not me. Iโm on guard because heโs different. He feels . . . I canโt decide if the right word is dangerous . . . or special.
And heโs not really my fiancรฉ, I remind myself. Itโs pretend.
โWhen are you going to learn, Princess?โ he says, walking over and placing his hands on my waist. โI donโt follow your orders.โ He leans into me just a little, invading my space, and whispers in my ear, โAnd I think you like it.โ I can hear the smirk in his voice.
His body is so hot that my temperature is rising. I can see the ridges between his muscles, ridges I want to trace with my fingernails and scratch lightly, just the way I know heโd like it. I look up at his full, sensuous lips, and I practically feel them on my skin.
Fight it, bitch!
I pull away, my chest heaving and my face burning. โKeep your hands off me.โ I try to sound firm, but what comes out sounds more like a moaning whisper. โRemember my rules.โ
My words sound so weak. Iโm having a hard time even thinking straight, and Oliver grins as if heโs saying youโll be changing that tune soon. โIf thatโs how you want it.โ
โYes, thatโs how I want it,โ I rasp, not even trusting myself to look at him. I stare at the door instead. โYou need to follow the rules.โ
No, you donโt! Take me now! my body seems to scream. Touch me, tease me, make me scream your name!
โIโm going to go change,โ I mumble, trying to calm down. I go get my bag and walk into the adjacent bathroom. I stare at myself in the mirror, taking a big calming breath. I throw cold water on my face, hoping itโll shock my system back to normal, but after patting it dry, the same lust-crazed, barely in control reflection still looks back at me from the mirror.
โOkay, Mindy. Get yourself together. Youโre stronger than this. Stop letting him know he affects you and heโll stop,โ I whisper, but the girl staring back at me says Iโm a fucking liar. And Iโm pretty sure sheโs right.
I go through my bag, finding my brand new nightgown. I bite my lip. I shouldnโt wear it. Itโs only going to make things worse. But fuck him. Heโs got me all worked up, so now itโs his turn.
I take my gown out, a little red number I got from Victoriaโs Secret, and put it on. The satin slips over my skin and I feel sexy, my nipples hardening as the lace rests against the tops of my breasts, and I quickly brush my teeth, looking at myself in the mirror. Iโve made a lot of strong men go to their knees with a lot less than this, and Oliver Steele is no different. I can make him beg and then shut him down. Or at least Iโll be in control when I fuck him senseless.
I walk back out, strutting with each step and not saying a word.
Oliverโs sitting on the bed in just his boxers, and he pales when he sees me. He swallows a lump, and I have to smirk a little when I see another lump twitch and grow between his legs. โUh, youโre wearing that?โ
I hide my grin as I walk over to the bed and sit down. โItโs my favorite nightgown. If youโve got a problem with that, I guess you need to pull on
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