Page 4 of The Heir: Part 2


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I like him.

A lot.

More than I can even admit to myself and even though that scares me, I don’t think I could run now even if I wanted to.

Leaning forward he presses his lips to mine, kissing me softly as he pulls me into his warm, naked body. His hard dick prods me in the stomach and realization dawns on me. He’s horny.

Coldness washes over me and some of the joy of waking up in his bed evaporates. He wants to have sex, that’s why he’s being sweet and cuddly. It’s not exactly unexpected, I’m naked in his bedroom, and we have sex a lot. In fact, that’s literally the only thing we do. We argue and we have sex.

I know he wants me, and just for a second, I thought that maybe this thing between us could be deeper than just a physical attraction. Waiting for the kiss to turn sensual, I try to figure out if I should reach for his dick. Is that what he expects me to do? I mean it’s right there, prodding me, it makes sense that he’s hoping I’m going to touch it. But he’s always the one to initiate sex; last night with the blowjob I kind of did, but he still started it.

“Why are you thinking so hard?” he whispers against my lips.

“I’m not,” I deny, forcing my voice to sound casual.

“Baby, I can practically hear your brain whirring,” he says, pulling away from my lips and leaning back to look at me.

Fear spreads from my stomach in icy tendrils that spread outwards as panic follows. Did I mess up? Should I know what to do, is that what he expects?

Carson’s eyebrows pull together, his lips turning down slightly at the corners. “Why do you look like you’re freaking out?”

Unable to look at him, I pick a spot on his shoulder and stare at it, frantically trying to remember everything my mom ever told me about men and their expectations. Admittedly she wasn’t preparing me for casual sex, more for manipulating them into doing what I wanted, but surely something she told me must be relatable to this situation.

“Priss, look at me,” he growls, in that authoritarian tone that I’m incapable of ignoring.

My eyes snap up to his and I see the flash of heat that quickly passes through his intense gaze.

“I asked you a question,” he says sternly.

“I just… I don’t really know what to do,” I admit.

“Do, how?”

My eyes flit down to his hard dick, then back to his face. “I didn’t know if you expected me to start things?” I say, feeling heat rush to my cheeks.

A wry smile tips up one side of his lips and he arches an eyebrow. “You want to know if it’s okay to touch me?”

“I thought… Isn’t that why you were kissing me?”

The smile instantly falls from his lips and I feel my own brow furrow in confusion.

“Carrigan, I didn’t kiss you because I want to fuck you,” he snarls, anger lacing his words.

“I—” I start.

“Have you considered that maybe I just wanted to kiss my fucking girlfriend the first time I wake up with her in my arms after spending the night together in my bed,” he shouts, jumping up from the bed and glowering at me.

Confusion wars with anger and I jump up too, crossing my arms over my naked breasts indignantly. “How would I know this? I’ve never had a boyfriend and I’ve never shared a bed with a guy. Plus, your dick was poking me in the stomach, what else am I supposed to think?”

“I’m a guy, I always wake up with a hard-on. Stop assuming that I just want you as some fuck toy, I like you, Priss, I just wanted to fucking kiss you,” he cries.

My retort dies on my lips, that fall open in shock.

“Now get over here and fucking kiss me. Yes, my dick is hard, but you’re naked and hot as fuck, that doesn’t mean that all I’m thinking about is bending you over and fucking you. You’re my girlfriend, so sometimes a kiss is just a god damn kiss.”

Before I even realize it’s happening, my lips spread into a wide smile and my feet move, closing the distance between us. He reaches for me the moment I’m close enough and hauls me into his arms, his lips finding mine and kissing me.

Unlike the soft, gentle kiss from minutes ago, this kiss is hard, dominant, and punishing, and I love it. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I kiss him back loving the growl of approval that vibrates against my mouth. His hands find my ass and he picks me up, encouraging me to wrap my legs around his hips as his hard dick nestles against my sex.

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