Dangerous Rock (Dangerous Noise 3)

And I am a man of my word.

She hikes her skirt enough to show off her lace panties.

Her voice is bold, confident. "Your jaw is about to hit the floor."

"I asked the guy at the counter to give us privacy."

"Good." She smiles. "I want to talk to you."

"You're not encouraging conversation."

She presses her lips together. Then her knees. Her cheeks flush. Her voice gets needy. "Even so."

"If you pull that dress any higher, I'm going to make you come."

Her fingers curl into her thighs. That flush spreads to her chest. She wants me. Badly.

And I want that.

I want her.

She brings her mouth to my ear. "I want to make you wait."

My cock stirs. God damn, the confidence in her voice… "I like you bold."

"Me too

." She presses her lips to my neck. "But you're not going to sweet talk your way out of this."

"This?"

"I'm making you wait." Her voice is shaky, but she presses on. "I'm going to make you desperate with desire before I give you what you want."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." The shakiness is gone. Her voice is all confidence. She pulls back enough to look me in the eyes. "I do want to talk to you."

I cock a brow.

"Not dirty talk. Well, maybe a little." She wraps her fingers around her water glass. "I like who I am around you."

"I like who you are around me."

"I don't feel like that with anyone else." She brings her glass to her lips and takes a long sip.

Water dribbles over her lips and chin.

Her eyes fill with a fiery expression.

An I'm enjoying torturing you expression.

She's doing it on purpose.

There's only one place my mind can go.

Damn do I want to be filling her mouth.

Pushing her limits.