His big doe eyes widened, and he licked his tongue over his full bottom lip.
“Yeah, you remember.” I bumped him with my chest, staring down at him.
Fuck he was so innocent looking, so sweet.
“You just stood there and took it. You wanted it. Youbeggedfor it.”
“Fuck you, Ash.”
His insult was said on a gasp, and I couldn’t stop my grin.
Jesus, I was a right pervert for the things I imagined doing to him. I wanted to mess him up with my hands, my mouth, my cum. Dirty him up and remind him who he belonged to.
Nope.
I chased that thought right out of my head. Jules sure as fuck didn’t belong to me, and I needed to stop thinking about him like he did.
“It’s not like you wanted me to fight,” he said breathlessly, his eyes on my lips.
“Didn’t I?”
“No?”
The confused look on his face quelled some of my lust.
“I like it when you’re passive.” I took a step back and drew in a deep breath. “But who’s to say I wouldn’t like it if you did find your claws, kitten?”
His face crumpled into an adorable pout. “I’m not a kitten!”
“You really are.” I smirked. “Now be a good little kitten and fuck off. I’m not in the mood to fight.”
“Maybe I am.”
I looked into his defiant eyes. The glare he was directing at me was hard and cold, but there was something else there, something underneath it.
Heat.
Jules licked his lips, his chest rising and falling with his rapid breaths.
“You want me.”
“No.” He didn’t move as I stepped back into his space.
“You do. You’ve spent the week trying to get my attention, haven’t you?”
He looked away and crossed his arms over his chest.
“You have.” I plucked the pencil from behind his ear and tossed it aside, then bumped him with my chest again. A little too hard this time. He stumbled, and I steadied him.
He felt good under my hands. Strong and warm and so solid.
He wasn’t a big guy, but he was all masculine beauty and grace, and it drove me fucking crazy.
“The shoes behind the couch. How you’ve left your coffee mug on the table the past few mornings. Locking me out of the bathroom while you dicked around on your phone in there.”
“How do you know I was on my phone?” he asked breathlessly.
“It was pretty obvious after the first half hour with no movement or running water.”