Page 60 of Heartless Sinner

Barely. For just one second.

He loosed his grip on my nape. He looked like he wanted to say something but stopped himself. And just like that, every trace of his arrogance disappeared.

Not faded like it usually did.

Straight disappeared.

I wished I could’ve shoved those words back into my mouth.

For one second, Brooks had dropped his guard. Admitted I was in all his dreams. That I fucked with his head. I’d taken that confession and sharpened it into a weapon.

I gasped when his erection jerked against my thigh. He didn’t move away.

“You’re right.” He rolled his hips forward just enough to make it clear how badly he wanted me. “I did travel across the world and cross the ocean for you.”

He caught my lower lip with his teeth, tugging it before slowly letting go. “And I’m not leaving Calira empty-handed.”

Fourteen

Daphne

“I’m not leaving Calira empty-handed.”

Did that mean he saw me as a souvenir he was bringing home with him?

Before I could ask him that, he dragged me to the bed and shoved me onto it.

I barely caught myself before he came down over me, trapping me against the mattress.

I kicked at him, but he caught my ankles and pulled me to the edge of the mattress.

I lost a breath when he stepped between my legs.

I should’ve fought harder, but part of me wanted him there.

“These need to go,” he said before tugging my shorts and panties down my legs.

I opened them wider.

My body has switched sides in this war.

He loomed over me, but his focus wasn’t between my legs. He studied my face instead, like he was waiting for something.

Permission? For me to tell him to stop?

I didn’t give him either one.

“Daphne.” His voice came out rough and restrained.

I could’ve kicked him again when he knelt, but I didn’t.

“Please, Brooks,” I whimpered.

Cold air drifted through the open window and did absolutely nothing to cool me down.

He looked up at me. The cocky expression was still there, but his breathing had turned heavier. His control was hanging by a very thin thread.

He skimmed his cheek along my thigh before his face disappeared between my legs. The first touch of his fingers made every thought in my head scatter. I sank deeper into the mattress, giving my body exactly what it’d been hoping for.