Addison


    My heart was beating so fast as he held his car door open for me. My legs felt like jelly as I slotted into the car, and my heartbeat was yet to slow down at all even after Zane rounded the car and slid into his own side of the


    car.


    He had said we were heading over to his house. I had been too stunned to respond, and he has basically dragged me out of the club, and here we are right now. He started his car and the loud sound had me jumping. He chuckled slowly, making my cheeks flush with embarrassment as I cleared my theory.


    “Rx, bunny. I’m not gonna eat you up yet,” he drawled, and before I could respond, he was leaning into my side to help do up my seat beat, making me feel closed in and light headed for a few seconds before he pulled back and began to drive us out of the bar’s driveway.


    I have a boyfriend. Not just a random boyfriend, but his brother. I should not apany him to his house. I should speak up right now, and ask him to take me home instead.


    I knew he wasn’t gonna refuse. However, the words felt stuck in my throat, and my stomach was still clenching tightly as I watched him drive right now. He was controlling the wheels with a single hand, while his second hand wasing through his hair, and the sight was just so damn hot. He was still in the suit he had on at the dinner with his family tonight, so I couldn’t see his tattooed muscles just yet, but the outline of his huge bicep was more than obvious in his sleeves.


    I shook my head to rid my mind of those dirty thoughts and tore my gaze away from the lewd sight, my heartbeat still racing fast.


    I tried to get those words out again, but they still felt stuck in my throat again, and I exhaled breathlessly. wondering what the fuck was wrong with me.


    Was I seriously gonna sleep with him tonight?? Am I really that shameless??


    I was still lost in my train of thoughts when Zane’s car slowed to a stop, then his heated gaze settled on me just as he spoke.


    “So?” He began and I blinked at him in confusion.


    “Huh?” I blurted, struggling to not stare at his beautiful lips, but it was near impossible when I could visibly remember how kissing him had felt.


    Like drugs.


    Whenever he kissed me, it always felt like I was being set on fire.


    “I said I was taking you over to mine.” He began slowly, his eyes dropping on my lips, then back to my eyes and I swallowed emptily, my heartbeat elerating all over again.


    “And you’re yet to agree or object.” He added and I sighed.


    So I do have to agree.


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    I had thought he was just gonna take me over to his, and a part of me had liked that at least the decision making had been taken from my hands. But apparently, that doesn’t seem to be the case at all.


    Now, I have to either agree or refuse.


    “Um…” I finally began as I licked over my dry lips, not missing the way his eyes quickly followed that little


    movement.


    “I… I don’t…” I began shakily before trailing off when his hand reached out <i>to </i>trail over my chin before his thumb glided over my bottom lip. I could feel myself growing more breathless right now, like I was being drowned in his heated haze. It didn’t help that his cologne feels like it’s suffocating me right now.


    “You know, I did tell myself that what happened in Italy stays in Italy,” he spoke in a casual voice as he tugged on my bottom lip, then he let go and I gasped as my lip got snapped into ce, which sent a sharp shrug of heat through the lowest part of my stomach.


    His eyes darkened, then he ced his thumb on my bottom lip again, massaging my spit into it as he continued.


    “However, I saw you tonight and thought; why not one more time? That can’t hurt, can it?” He continued, like he was discussing the fucking weather, right before he leaned even closer to me and my breath hitched in my throat from how close his face was to mine. This way, I could feel his hot breath against my cheek, and that was making my body quiver.


    I have a boyfriend, and this is wrong. I reminded myself in my mind, then I decided to keep repeating those words.


    I have a b-


    My train of tf lights got cut off when his thumb slid into my mouth. My entire body instantly warmed up, and a shudder raked down my body while my eyes fluttered a little. A sensible thing to do right now was to bite down on his thumb, then demand for some space, right before I ask that he take me home. However, I was never a sensible person since I could remember, and I’ve always been self aware.


    Which was why I ended up wrapping my lips around that thumb and sucking on it, which sent a heady rush shrugging through my entire body before it settled in my head.


    His gaze significantly darkened. My face grew more flushed and I trembled again, struggling to keep my eyes open for the life of me. As I kept sucking on his thumb, the heat brewing in my stomach heightened even more till it was a burning furnace, and now I couldn’t lie to myself anymore. I wanted him, and I wanted this tonight, even though it was utterly and so very wrong.


    He did say it was just one more time, then that was gonna be it. What could it hurt?”


    He pulled his thumb out and smeared the spit over my bottom lip as he continued to speak, his voice deeper


    than before.


    “What’s your answer gonna be?”


    I hesitated once before responding.


    “How far is your house?”