Page 136 of Depraved

“Tell me,” he insisted. “Tell me why you’re naked.”

I could practically feel my cheeks turn red with the heat that spread all the way from my chest and up my neck. “I thought I could do this.”

“Do what?” He stepped closer, eyes scrutinizing me. “What did you want to do?”

I bit my lip. “I thought⁠—”

“Alyx.”

“Fine.” I wiped the hair from my forehead. “I wanted to make pancakes, and Ink said you didn’t have anything in the house but beer and leftover pizza. I asked him to get some ingredients, and he said you would never allow me upstairs to use the kitchen in any case. So, I thought,” I swallowed hard, “I thought I could, you know, seduce you and maybe get you to let me make you some pancakes.” Jesus. If stupid had a sound, my rambling would have been it.

Granite held up a finger, cocking his head to the side with a frown on his face. “Let me get this straight. You wanted to seduce me so you could make me pancakes?”

“Oh, God. It sounds stupid, I know. I don’t know what the hell I was thinking. I don’t even know if you like pancakes. For all I know, you hate pancakes, and I made a complete⁠—”

“Shut up.”

My mouth snapped shut.

He stalked closer, and with every step it seemed like his presence slowly sucked the air out of the room. “Let go of the sheet, Alyx.”

“What? No.”

“Let. Go. Of the fucking sheet.”

My heart pounded against my ribs, my skin warm and cold at the same time. The way he stared at me, eyes dark and lips wet, I could feel the primal urges bubbling beneath the surface, and I knew what he wanted, what he needed. So, I did as he said and dropped the sheet, letting it pool around my feet.

Granite sucked on his bottom lip as he allowed his gaze to sweep slowly down my body. “I came here thinking I had the shittiest day. But right now, thinking you have waited here for me, naked, wanting to seduce me,” his eyes snapped up to meet mine, “it makes me feel a whole lot better.”

Removing his cut, he didn’t take his eyes off me. “So, tell me. While you sat here naked waiting for me, what were you thinking about?”

I swallowed, my thighs already clenched as I watched him take off his clothes. “I thought about what you might like, what you’d like me to do.”

A wicked grin spread along his face, and he stood tall and proud, not the least bit shy of being naked in front of me. His cock was already hard, the girth thick and swollen.

“Come here,” he demanded, and I stepped lightly toward him, my body already primed for him to take me. Knowing the kind of pleasure this man was capable of giving me already had me on the edge, and I was certain it would only take a single touch to push me over.

“Turn around.”

I did, closing my eyes, desperately trying to steady my rapid breathing.

“I’ve watched you dance.” His fingers slowly trickled from the bottom of my spine, all the way up, barely touching me at times. “I know what this body of yours can do. How it can bend and move, how supple and flexible you are.”

A shudder rang throughout my body, my core heavy and aching for what I knew he could give me.

Granite stepped closer, and I gasped when I felt his cock press against the hollow of my back, his skin warm against mine.

“I want you to bend forward for me, as far as you can go without bending your knees.”

I wasn’t fooled by his softly spoken words. The demand was still there, merely coated with a touch of smoothness.

His fingers reached the back of my neck and slowly moved back down. But this time he applied a little pressure, urging me down.

Easing forward, bending my body at the hips, I breathed in deeply as he increased the pressure, his touch traveling down my back.

“All the way down, baby.”

My sex started to throb, my skin heated and sensitive.