His jaw clenches and his fingers tighten over mine. “This is not a good idea.”
My disappointment is cushioned by the knowledge that turning me down is not easy for him. That’s made obvious by the extremely noticeable bulge pushing up through the crotch of his pants. As generous as he’s being to me, I am not about to make this easy on him. “Should I leave then?”
His eyes run over my face and dip down to my cleavage. “You should f*****g run,” he hisses.
I nod, ready to get back to my feet, but his hand grabs my wrist just before I rise. I descend back onto my knees and freeze, waiting for him to decide what he wants.
His jaw is clenched tight. So is the rest of him. “You dirty little kiska.”
I can’t help but grin shyly. The bright light streaming through the windows offers me a clear vi
