Page 44 of Crave Me
His lower jaw popped out, gritting his teeth together. “Because I like being around you and I wanted to see you. Can’t it be enough?”
“Only if you’re honest about it.”
He swiped his hand through his hair. Cursing, he stepped back from me and locked both his hands together behind his head. “What if I don’t know how much I’m thinking is honest yet?”
“Then figure it out, but don’t toy with me while you do.” I shot him a look, revealing the pain in my eyes. I wanted him. Stupidly, I’d gone after him. He knew I wanted him for more than just his magnificent dick and teaching skills.
“I’m sorry.” His hand fell and he reached for me. Curving his hands around my shoulders, his thumbs brushed my collarbone, tickling me. “I didn’t mean to. I am being honest. I want to continue training you, but I want to spend time with you. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you for months, Chloe. I’m not talking about last week when you were at Luminous.” His eyes darkened in a way I knew the memory of me on the cross still made him want to shove his fist through the wall. “But since the gala. There’s my honesty. I’m also one hundred percent certain a relationship with us would not work out, not long term.”
I flinched at the surety in his voice even if he was right. I couldn’t very well bring my sister’s ex-boyfriend to family dinner.
“I understand.”
“It doesn’t mean we can’t hang out more often while we’re doing this. Privately, though, so your parents don’t run into us.”
A dirty kept secret. I wasn’t one to slink around with anything but given his concern, his job, I understood, too.
I lifted a hand and covered his, squeezing it warmly. “Okay.”
He kissed my forehead. “Now. How wet, exactly, did you get when I mentioned spanking you? How about you show me, so I can make it all better for you?”
I rolled to my toes, whispered exactly how wet I was for him, how much I wanted him.
Hours later, when he collapsed next to me, after giving me two more orgasms, one with his fingers, one with other parts of him, pinning my hands to the mattress above my head, he’d made everything completely all better, for the first time since I could remember.
