“What man would ever tell you no?”

When I lift my head finally to meet his gaze, those cold blue eyes pierce every part of me.

“I suppose…” I’m not sure what to say, so I look around at all the other visitors. “Do you get a lot of visitors?”

“No.” He pauses as he looks down at my mouth. “I can’t remember the last time I was with a woman.” There’s a long pause while my heart tries to beat out of my chest. “And never one as beautiful as you.” He presses his lips tight together like he didn’t mean to say that out loud.

Again I stare at his tattoos because those cold blue eyes are too intense.

“Are you going to tell me why you wanted to see me?” When I look up again, his gaze is stern. “I’m guessing your father doesn't know about this visit, which could get me killed.”

“Oh god,” I whisper, not realizing what I’ve done. “No, I didn’t tell him, but I will. I’ll talk to him.”

“Okay.” His leg brushes up against mine, and the simple act has my nipples tightening. I wonder if he feels this same pull to me or if it’s only in my head. “Tell me why you’re here.”

“I wanted to say thank you for what you did.”

“You said that already in your letter.” He’s stoic now, giving nothing away.

“So you got it?” He nods, and I try to hide my disappointment.

“Tell me why you’re really here.” His tone is firm as he issues the order.

“I needed to see you,” I admit in a rush. “I can’t stop thinking about you. God, I even dream of you.” I know my face is turning redder by the second, but I keep my eyes locked with his. What do I have to lose at this point? He either tells me to leave or he wants me to stay.

“You dream about me?” I nod as he leans in closer. “What do I do in your dreams?”

He’s so close I can feel the heat of his body. I clench my thighs together and wonder how he can affect me so much without even touching me.

“You do a lot of things,” I whisper.

“Be specific,” he says as he takes my hand and puts it under the table. “I want every detail.” He places my hand on his hard cock and pushes down. “Show me how thankful you really are.”

There’s no question as to what he wants, and I know I’ll do it. Honestly, I think I would give him anything he asked for, and that’s what terrifies me the most.


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