She is Mine: Steamy Instalove

“Don’t worry. I’m going to make sure you get the best of the best,” I growl. “Cal, we’re leaving.”

He turns to scowl at me. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me. This place is no good. We want to see your next property. Give me the address for the next place so we can meet you there.”

Cal’s lips tighten, but he tells me the address. Without another word, I take Sophia’s hand and lead her out of the building. She giggles softly.

"You really showed him who's boss."

"I won't let him try and sell you on a place like that. You deserve a palace. Look at this place...it's a rough area. I won't let you live somewhere this terrible. Let's go and see if this other place is any better. If not, I'll have to take matters into my own hands."

I open the passenger door for her and see the blush resting on her cheeks as she hops in. I get in the car and the air feels thick with tension. I wonder if she feels it too.

I glance over at her. She’s watching me. I can’t stop my eyes from moving over her body. Her short flowery dress rides high up her legs, revealing so much skin to me that I almost lose control. I allow my hand to find her leg, rubbing her thigh. She gasps at my touch but doesn’t move an inch. I can tell she wants me to touch her.

“Don’t worry about a thing today,” I growl. “I’m going to take care of you.”

Sophia

I can’t believe I’m riding in a car with Roman. I’ve always wondered what it would be like to spend time just the two of us, and now I know.

It’s electric.

We don’t say much as he navigates traffic, but since he touched my leg, my attraction to him has taken on yet another level. I can’t imagine what Jamie would say if he caught me fawning over his best friend like this, but the point is, Jamie isn’t here. It’s just me and Roman. My thoughts are running wild. One look at him and I’m fantasizing about his lips all over my skin. One sniff of his cologne and I’m wishing he’d throw me onto the backseat and take me right here and now. One word in his husky voice makes me weak in the knees, making me want to tell him that I’m his if he wants me.

I'm supposed to be getting my first taste of adulthood today by looking for an apartment, but the idea of maturity has taken on a whole new meaning for me since Roman showed up. I want to know what it's like to have sex with a man I can't resist. It's always been Roman from my very first urge for pleasure, to the first time I made myself come thinking about him, to right now when I'm so close to having him for real. I can barely stand the tension any longer.

I want him in the only way that matters.

But all too soon, we've arrived at the second apartment. He gets out of the car and walks around to open the passenger side door for me, like a gentleman. He takes my hand, his thumb brushing my knuckles as he helps me out. I pause for a moment, my body close to his as I look up at him. He's breathing hard like he's holding back on the most innate urges a man can have. I know it by looking into his eyes. I can see that he wants me as much as I want him. Maybe we should just ditch the hunt for an apartment...find somewhere we can be alone.

And then Cal shows up. He shatters the fantasy within seconds. He’s still looking at me with uncomfortable scrutiny, but he keeps his distance, especially when Roman puts his hand on my waist protectively.

“Why don’t the two of you head in alone,” he says, glancing nervously at Roman before handing me a set of keys. “I have some calls to make...I’ll wait out here. Take as much time as you need. I’m sure you’ll find this place more suitable.”

My heart starts thudding at a million miles an hour. I’ll be alone with Roman again. I clasp the keys nervously. This is exactly what I want, but I have no idea what will happen once we’re behind closed doors.

But I want to find out.

“Let’s go,” Roman growls, leading me with his hand still on my waist. I feel faint with lust. If him touching my waist drives me this wild, how will I respond when he touches anywhere else? I’m trembling at the thought. The anticipation is too much for me to bear.

We take the elevator up to the apartment. There’s plenty of room in here, but he keeps his hand around my body, pressing me close to him. I’m in a daze as he finds the apartment and takes the keys from me to open it. All I can think of is what might happen once we’re inside.