“And that’s why you left? That’ why you didn’t want to come home?” I asked. All because of a stupid misunderstanding?
“I was eighteen years old and I was so sure you were just-“
“Everything everyone else said I was,” my mouth turned down. It was the story of my entire life. Everyone thought I was just my father reincarnate. They didn’t realize that I wasn’t him.
That I didn’t want to be him.
“That was a million years ago, Wyatt. A whole lifetime. But I found my way back,” she said as she looked up into my eyes.
“Did you ever think a wager would bring us back together like this?” I asked as I chuckled.
“I didn’t, but I’m glad it did. We aren’t the same people we were five years ago. We’re different. And maybe that’s just enough to make it right.”
I bent down and I kissed her soft and sweet. She was right. I was exactly where I needed to be. And exactly who I needed to be with.
“Wyatt-“ she said but I quieted her with another kiss. I didn’t need to hear any more. I knew everything I needed to.
“Be mine, Rose,” I said as I scooped her up into my arms. I would take her right there in her apartment. Remind her about all of the things that made me so hard to resist.
“Be yours?” she asked.
“I don’t want to play games anymore. I don’t want to fulfill our contract. I just want you. I want you all the time, and I want to know that you aren’t going to want anyone else.” Just the thought of another man with her made me angry. Desperately and completely enraged. No, I wouldn’t lose her to any of that.
I grabbed her hard and pulled her body to mine. “Dammit, Rose. I need you.”
I could feel it, all of it, coursing through my body. My cock twitched with want as I looked into her eyes. I wouldn’t stop until she was mine.
He wanted me. I could tell by the look in his eyes that he wasn’t going to stop until I was under him with his cock buried deep inside of me.
It sent chills down my spine. A man like him could have anyone he wanted. Hell, he’d already done that. And he decided that he wanted me. Not just for a night.
I swallowed hard and tried to slow my racing heart. It was all so much at once.
And I was having his baby.
I closed my eyes and thought, really, thought, for a second. I imagined him. With me.
Fuck, I couldn’t stop thinking about him. About us. I threaded my fingers through his hair and breathed him in. The sweet musk of his body overwhelming me.
He even smelled good.
All of my senses tingled as I kissed him, my delicate softness meeting his strong, solid lips as what started out being gentle and innocent turned dark and passionate.
He carried me so easily into the bedroom that I didn’t even think to protest. I was wet with anticipation of him.
Just the thought of it made me curl my toes. No one could make me feel the way he did.
“How do you want this, Rose?” he asked. “Soft and sweet or hard and fast.”
I wanted both I wanted everything. I wanted him and me, and I didn’t want to stop until we were both writhing on the floor panting and completely exhausted.
And then I wanted to do it all over again.
“Give me everything, Wyatt. I want it all.” I felt so overwhelmed by feeling that I didn’t think twice, I just pulled at my own clothing, taking them off a piece at a time. At least, what I could reach. He was holding me so that my skirt was out of the picture.
When he finally set me down in my own bed, I looked up at him.
It didn’t matter how many times I stared; he was just the sexiest thing I’d ever seen in my entire life. All muscles and ripples and those eyes. Those eyes could undress me by themselves.
“Come here, Rose.” The rumble of his voice was deep and low, but it was commanding. Hell, it sent chills right down my spine.
I crawled to the edge of the bed, and I looked up at him from my position on my knees.
“Good girl. Now take off your skirt and your panties. I want to see you naked on that bed.” He didn’t need to tell me twice. I pushed down my skirt and pulled it the rest of the way off, then started on my panties.
But I pulled them off nice and slow, giving him a little show while I did so. I wanted to tease him. To test him. I wanted to make him want me.
Wanted to feel the way that only he could make me feel.
“Now lay back on the bed, Rose. I want to see all of you.” Wyatt was so fierce as he said it that I almost felt afraid. Scared of the man he was. Almost.
I did what he told me and laid back looking up into his eyes. He was looking over my body, licking his lips. Damn, he looked like a fox in the hen house.
And I was the prime target.