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Holy. Shit. This is too good to be true.
Wait until Beau finds out about this.He’ll be pleased to hear she’s close to us again. The three of us grew up together thick as thieves until our friendship was snuffed out, and she was forced to move away. Her father’s a politician and didn’t want her getting involved with our devious acts so he basically locked her away so we couldn’t get a hold of her, let alone visit her. Otherwise, we’d have stuck together because there was no way in hell I’d have let her go once I was finally able to feel her the way I’d always dreamed of.
“Even better,” I smoothly reply, although my heart’s beating double-time. “You can wear my shirt upstairs and grab something else. I’ll walk with you to make sure no one bothers you.” Not true. I’ll walk through the crowd bare-chested with her in my shirt, and every fucker in the room will think I fucked her. She’ll move to the top of their lists, but they won’t touch her until I give the okay. I’ll seal her fate here and now before her college experience even begins.
Taken.I plan to make Iris Kensington feel me in her bones. She won’t even want to look another direction, let alone allowsome dumbass to touch her.I’ll be the only one fucking her, anyone else will die.
“You’re still as sweet as you’ve always been. I’m glad to find out that hasn’t changed.” She flashes a tender smile, and shit, do I wish it were true. I’ll have to do whatever I can to make sure she doesn’t figure out the truth.I’m a fucking monster.Iris is the only person I don’t want tainted by my bullshit. I’ll protect her as much as I can, the same as I did before.
She offers her back. “Mind unzipping me?”
“Of course not.”In fact, I’ll fantasize about it later. Somehow, my big fingers manage to grip the tiny zipper, the fabric peeling away to expose her porcelain flesh as I lower it. Swallowing, I take in every inch as she removes her arms, and the dress falls to the floor. She’s stunning. A woman with her hips makes my mouth salivate in anticipation. I can already imagine how amazing she’ll look with my marks all over her flesh. I’d line her spine with love bites so anytime she’s not covering her back everyone will know I’ve been there. My eyes are drawn to the ink splayed down her arm, sending another wave of curiosity through my head.
I have to touch her.
She relaxes against my caress as soon as my fingertips land on her chilled shoulder. She instinctively turns to face me, her big brown eyes staring up at me while her teeth sink into her lower lip. She has to know she’s a fucking knockout.
Possessiveness boils over inside of me. I want the name of any man who’s ever had the pleasure of touching her so I can kill them in their sleep. No one is good enough for her, nor do they deserve her. Me included, although I’ll damn sure fucking try to be.
Her breasts will fill my palms perfectly. Her hips and thighs are built for riding, no doubt thanks to her horseback lessons. I wonder if she’s ever ridden a fat cock before. No, I don’t becauseI’ll go insane with jealousy if she has and possibly burn the fucking world down. “Did you change your mind about lending me your shirt?” she asks after a moment of me staring and taking in my fill.
Her question shakes me out of my momentary haze, and I offer my signature sexy smirk. It’s worked on every woman I’ve needed to charm in the past, and this one is extra special.You came here to do a job. Focus. I’ll get the information I need from her, but then I’ll keep her.
Forever.
“You can have it. I was a bit distracted.”
Her cheeks tint as a beautiful flush spreads up her neck. I can’t stop staring but manage to pause as I reach behind me, peeling my shirt over my head. “Wow, so you got buff, huh?” Her eyes blaze with heat as she stares at my six-pack. Buff is a strong overstatement. I’m in shape from rowing, but I’m not built like a football player or anything.
“Oh yeah.” I chuckle and flex my arms. If eye candy is her thing, she won’t have to mention it twice.
“Wow,” she whispers, reaching out to rub over my bicep. Her touch is electric, turning me on in no time.I want more.
“Rub me all over. Maybe I’ll give you a couple of wishes,” I tease. I used to always flirt with her when we were younger. I was sixteen and determined to make her see me as more than a friend. She moved shortly after, so my plans quickly shriveled up and died a cold, miserable death.
Her blush darkens as she realizes she’s rubbing me and jumps away. “God, I’m so sorry. It was just there, and I couldn’t help it,” she rationalizes with a giggle.
She’s so fucking cute I could eat her.
Out.
Extending the shirt to her, she quickly grabs it and puts her head inside. It gets shifted around, and as she struggles, I can’thelp but smile like a madman and reach in to help her. Pulling down the material, my knuckles skim her silky flesh, relishing each brush I’m blessed with. My cock has been at half-mast from the moment I checked out her wet material-clad body, and don’t get me started on her scent. Then there’s everything else about her too—the woman is a twenty in a college full of tens.
“I don’t mind. Feel free to touch them anytime,” I mutter, tugging the shirt to bring her in closer. My chin tips down as I stand over her; Iris’ sultry gaze puts me in a trance once again. I can still read her like I could back in the day. She has a million thoughts running through her mind right now. Every piece of me wants to lean in and take her mouth with mine, to own her, but I can’t royally screw this up by rushing. I want to fuck her here and now, I crave it, but it’ll only ruin everything, so I release the shirt and step away.
Reaching for the door, I twist the handle and open it, then glance back. “Ready to do this?” The question has more than one meaning, but I only care whether she’s ready to let me in her life because that’s exactly where this thing between us is headed.
She nods and dips under my arm, waiting for me in the hallway.Good girl.I don’t say it aloud, but I want to. My hand rests on her lower back as I flash her a tender look. “Lead the way, gorgeous. I need to know where you’re sleeping so I can come over to harass you and sleep in your bed.”As well as keep tabs on you and eventually go through all of your belongings. After all, I have a task I’m not planning to fail.
“I’m not sure you’d fit.” She laughs. Fuck, it should be impossible, but I swear her smile makes her even more addictive. Corny? Probably, but I don’t give a shit. It’s the truth.
“Oh, we’d make it fit,” I mutter, relishing how her eyes widen. We quiet our banter as we head back out to the party, passing by some of my frat brothers and Iris’ sorority sisters, amongst otherstudents milling around. They take in her state of dress and my lack of it, various mouths dropping open in our wake.
See here’s the thing, she’s new and hasn’t fucked anyone. I’d have heard of her if she had because there’s no way any idiot could keep this conquest to himself. As for me, I fuck. A lot. However, you never see a woman doing a walk of shame outside my room, and you never hear about it. You may catch a rumor in passing about how I have a huge dick and had various women suck it, but you’ll never catch me in the act or bragging about it. The only person telling anyone they fucked someone, is them, and it’ll stay that way.
Iris, on the other hand, I want every single person on campus to know whose shirt she’s wearing tonight. I’ll scream it from the fucking rooftops if I need to.
Chapter 5
