Andrea
I had expected Dominic to go straight to the point and start asking me flirty questions, but he didn’t. Instead he was asking me questions like what my go-to comfort food was and what my favorite season of the year was. And honestly it felt kind of lame, and I began losing interest in him.
Not that I was ever interested anyway. I mean he was attractive, sure, but he was way too arrogant for us to ever have a thing.
Oh God, now I’m thinking about us having a thing.
So far, I had only taken off my shoes because he had asked how old I was and I definitely didn’t want to tell him that.
“You don’t like telling people your age?” Dominic blinked at me, looking somewhat surprised.
“No.” I held my chin up, narrowing my eyes at him. “Do you have a problem with that?”
He let out a deep chuckle, the sound making something curl low in my gut. “You’re so feisty. Like a… vixen. A little one though.” His smile widened and I could feel the irritation rising in my chest.
“Did you just… liken me to a little vixen?” I stared him up and down.
Like I said earlier, he was tall, yeah. But I was also taller than most people.
Then again, from his point of view right now, I might have looked a bit smaller than I normally looked. Especially if you consider the fact that he was standing and I was sitting.
“Yes…” that damn smirk on his face was making me lose my mind. “And that was a question so I guess it’s my turn now.”
“Wha… that’s cheating.”
“No it’s not.”
“Yes it is.”
“That should be against the rules. Does this game even have rules?” It wasn’t until the words left my mouth that I realized that was another question. I quickly added, “Don’t answer that.”
But of course he just didn’t listen, did he.
“Yes the game has rules. And that’s two questions now, which means I get two turns.” He said before downing his wine in a single gulp.
“Bastard.”
“Do you have a boyfriend or anyone you’re interested in?” He asked, a wicked smirk played on his lips.
Oh so now he was asking the good questions.
Well, I definitely wasn’t going to give him what he wanted.
“No. What’s the second question?”
His smirk widened. “When was the last time you had s*x?”
I stiffened. I know I was expecting that but I didn’t expect him to be that direct.
Well, he thinks he’s smart huh? Well I’ll show him.
I reached for the thin gold band on my wrist before sliding it off.
A frown tugged at his lip and I couldn’t hold back my smile. “You’re no fun.”
“Hmm. Next time don’t bend the rules okay?”
“Your jewelry counts as one,” his tone had a little edge to it, which to be honest took me by surprise. “Take off your earrings and your necklace.” He commanded.
“No.”
“When you took off your shoes did you just take one off?”
I was sensing this whole energy from him and I didn’t even know how I was supposed to feel about it.
But I ignored it regardless and shut my eyes tight as I let out a frustrated sigh.
Damn it. I guess that was a mistake on my part.
“Fine.” I sat there under his gaze as he watched me take off my necklace and earrings.
“Good girl.” I felt something curl low in my stomach at the sound of his voice, and that energy I was sensing earlier was gone. He now had his usual smug look on his face.
Hmm. Weird.
What was also weird was how I suddenly wanted to see him shirtless after hearing him call me that but I didn’t know what to ask him that he wouldn’t be able to answer because since we began this game, he’s been answering all my questions…. even when I asked him his age.
Suddenly, a question popped in my head and I wasn’t sure if I should go down that path yet, but then again, he did just ask me about my s*x life.
So I guess I could ask.
“How many women have you brought in here?”
His brows furrowed and his gaze swept over me, that damn smirk never leaving his lips. “Hmm. Someone sounds jealous.”
“Answer the question, Dominic.” It was the first time I had used his name. And to be honest, it didn’t feel bad rolling off my tongue.
“I think that’ll be my decision.” He said, pushing himself off the study table before he slowly undid the remaining buttons of his shirt—each click giving way to more of him.
The red light on his tanned skin, broad shoulders, the sharp cut of his collarbones, and lean muscle shifting beneath smooth skin. When the last button slipped free, the shirt hung open for a beat before he rolled his shoulder, letting it slide down his arms.
The fabric clung for a second, then dropped away completely, baring the sculpted lines of his chest and the effortless strength carved into every movement.
God, he was perfect.
And the annoying part was that he knew.
The room suddenly felt hotter and I fought the urge to suck in a deep breath so he wouldn’t know how much effect he had on me.
“Scared to tell me about your s*x life.” My voice sounded a pitch higher. Thankfully he didn’t call me out on it.
“You did the same? Why is it a problem when I do it?”
He was shirtless now and I had only had one piece of clothing left before I was in my underwear—my dress.
I had finished my glass of wine a long time ago and didn’t bother asking for another one because I was too busy enjoying this damn game and because I didn’t want to risk getting drunk.
I’ve definitely had enough drinks for tonight.
But unfortunately it seemed the alcohol did get to me because how else could I explain this sudden urge to run my fingers down Dominic’s ripped body.
And this room’s lighting wasn’t helping one bit.
“Your turn.” I still couldn’t get my voice in check.
“Are you still cautiously aware that you’re in a room with a stranger.” It was obvious from his tone that he was mocking me, but I ignored him. “Alone?”
“Not really.” I said with a small shrug.
“Okay then.” He moved closer. “I suppose you’ll be okay with me sitting right beside you?”
“Sure.” I said after a few beats.
Why was he hiding the number of women he’s been with? Was he a man w***e? The thought didn’t seem to leave my mind.
“Why don’t you want to tell me the number of women you’ve been with?” I asked that because I was genuinely curious but a part of me hoped he wouldn’t answer so he’ll have no choice than to take off his pants.
“Oh darling, you know I’m not going to answer that so there’s no need asking.” It felt like he had read my mind. “Just say you want to see me naked and I’ll gladly show you. Though I’m not sure you’ll be able to handle it.”
“You’re supposed to take something off, remember?” He was being incredibly annoying now. “And stop being so cocky, it’s not a good look for you.”
“Last time I checked I looked good in everything.” He said before slowly taking off his wrist watch.
Damn it. How the hell did I not see that before.
Now I know how he felt when I took off my bracelet earlier.
“Well check again.” I hope my frustration didn’t creep into my tone.
It was his turn now.
“What’s your wildest fantasies…” he looked genuinely curious. “I want to know.”
My wildest fantasies were being filled up in every one of my holes but I couldn’t pick between telling him that and taking off my dress.
So I went with the less embarrassing one.
I pushed myself off the bed and reached to the back of my dress before pulling the zipper. I then let my dress fall, pooling in a soft circle around my legs.
I don’t know why but I was happy I had gone with my lace lingerie set today and not a basic or sports bra because that one would’ve been really embarrassing.
And I also went for a wax the other day, so I was good.
Not that I was planning to have s*x with him or anything.
I mean getting a wax was good right?
“Happy now?” I said, pretending I didn’t notice the way his eyes trailed down my body as I settled back in the bed.
I just hope he didn’t notice how flushed my skin was.
I guess he was right about it being hot. I mean I was only in my undies and it was still hot in here. Maybe I should make him turn up the AC.
“Ecstatic.” Dominic said, bringing my attention back to him.
It was my turn to ask now, and I was running out of questions.
Oh God.
Thankfully, I thought of one.
“What’s your biggest weakness when it comes to the opposite s*x?”
He answered almost immediately. “Nothing about the opposite s*x makes me weak, but you’re welcome to try.” His eyes darkened with lust.
He was attracted to me.
I was attracted to him.
We were attracted to each other.
That was perfectly normal for two hot adults right?
“Are you sure?” If he was going to flirt, I guess it wouldn’t hurt if I did too. “Because I don’t think I even need to try.”
“Oh?”
I carried on leaning towards him. “I can tell that you’re dying to touch me right now. Or perhaps you can correct me if I’m wrong.”
“Oh little vixen, you’re not wrong.” He sounded breathless. “You’ve got one of the sexiest bodies I’ve ever seen. But one thing’s for sure, I’m not going to touch unless you say it with that pretty mouth of yours.”
I had told myself that I was going to prove to Dominic that I could be alone in a room with him and still not let him touch me, but this….
This looked like it’d be way more fun.