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I frown, still half asleep. “Huh?”
Beast fights his laugh. “You fell asleep watching your movie. Queenie is making dinner, and she wants you there,” he states.
“What? What time is it?” I ask.
“6. Dinner is in an hour,” he answers.
“I was watching a film. The last time I looked at the clock it was near 4.” I groan.
Beast stands, pulls back the covers and grabs my hands, pulling me to my feet. Then he leads me to the bathroom. “Go shower and freshen up,” he orders before he leaves me in the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.
I shrug, undress, and step into the shower. I reach for my body wash and notice my vibrator placed right next to it. I look to the door, then back to my bedroom. A laugh escapes me.
I shake my head. “Not a chance,” I mutter to myself.
Once showered, I wrap the towel around my body and walk back into my room, only to see Beast sat there with his feet up on my bed. “Excuse me,” I snap.
Beast smirks. “I’m waiting to take you for dinner.” He shrugs.
I roll my eyes, not even bothering to argue, because I know that will just waste 15 minutes of my life. I pull out a pair of jeans and a plain black scoop neck body top. I have around 20 of them in different colours and styles. It’s my easy go to for any outfit, work or casual. I open the draw to my underwear and make sure to pick up my laciest pair, along with a matching bra. I hold them up in my hand, displaying them.
“I guess I will change in the bathroom.” I sigh before walking into the bathroom. I drop my towel before fully closing the door, knowing it would have given Beast a brief glimpse of my naked body. I put on my underwear, and realise I left my deodorant in my room. I bite down on my bottom lip, wondering if I am brave enough to just walk in there in just this. Fuck it. I’ll just make sure I don’t look at him and keep my face neutral, like I don’t have a care in the world.
I swing the door open and I feel his gaze burning into me immediately. I don’t say anything or look in his direction. I bend down, keeping my ass in the air in his direction and take out the deodorant from my bag before I stand and walk back into the bathroom. I close the door behind me and do a silent scream and a jump on the spot. Damn, that felt amazing. I felt so powerful. I smile wide as I finish getting ready, and once I’m dressed, I open the bathroom door to see Beast still sat there. I slide on my Vans and spritz on some perfume.
“Ready?” I ask, holding out my hands.
Beast doesn’t say anything. He stands and with each step he takes toward me, I step back. The look in his eyes is dark, and I don’t know whether to be scared or aroused. His body engulfs mine against the wall, and he grabs a fistful of my hair, tilting my head back to look at him. I want to protest, ask him what he thinks he’s doing, but instead, I find the words die in my throat.
“You want me to kiss you?” he asks across my lips.
I swallow, my throat suddenly feeling very dry. I lick my lips and nod.
“Say it,” he growls. “Tell me,” he demands.
My hands trail over his stomach. “Kiss me,” I whisper.
He presses his lips gently to mine. The kiss is barely there. I stand on my tiptoes, desperate for more. Gripping his T-shirt in my fists, I pull him against me, but it doesn’t work.
“Please,” I beg, and that is what seems to do it. With his hand still gripping my hair tight, he crashes his mouth down on mine.
I’ve been told about ‘that kiss’, the one that leaves you breathless, the one that knocks you completely head over heels. It makes you question every single person you’ve kissed before. This is that kiss; his lips are commanding yet tender, and if that wasn’t enough, when he glides his tongue against mine, I can feel myself practically melt in a puddle at his feet. That is until he suddenly stops the kiss.
I open my eyes and look up at him in shock. “Why stop?” I ask.
“What do you want?” he asks.
I frown. “What, like sexually?” I ask. “Because I’m happy to try anything,” I add. He groans, closing his eyes briefly, and I smile. “You can do whatever you like to me. I trust you,” I add. Because I do, and if he fucks as well as he kisses, then I will happily jump into bed with him right now.
“Darlin’,” he growls, a low warning. He releases my hair and brings his hand around to cup my face. His thumb strokes my bottom lip. “I’m not going to fuck you,” he states.
I blanch. “What, why?” I ask, feeling disappointed and offended.
He sighs. “When I fuck you, I’m claiming you. This ain’t a quick fuck or anything casual.”
“I’m not into anything casual. I don’t share, especially while dating,” I defend with a nod.
He shakes his head. “No beautiful, you don’t get it. You are it for me. When you feel the same, then you come and find me.”
