Chapter Six
Dylan
I’d won the fucking bet!
That came as a shock, considering how distracted I’d been the last two hours. It wasn’t easy remembering to say pussy while having so much fun just hanging out with Allie. That had honestly come as a surprise and made me question the wisdom of fucking her, because I already knew I wanted to see her again.
“You can use one of the guest rooms,” Trevor said in a distracted voice as we walked by. He’d gotten over being annoyed about the bet when a new witch had caught his eye, which was good because I’d been worried he’d find a way to talk Allie out of sleeping with me, bet or no bet.
The room was tempting because it was closer, and it meant I wouldn’t have to wait long to get inside Allie. Still, some primitive part of me wanted her in my own bed. If I felt this crazy with the leather cuffs on her wrists, I couldn’t wait to see what it would be like when I got them off. The temptation to rip them off now was strong, but I didn’t want any other warlock around when that happened. Just the thought of Allie with some other guy made that primitive part of my brain want to kill all men to avoid having any of them touch her. That reaction was further proof that I needed to get far away from her, but I wanted her too much to walk away.
“We’re going to my place,” I announced, grabbing Allie’s arm.
“Excuse you?” she said, sounding pissed at me for being bossy.
Rather than argue, I grinned because I loved the fact that Allie wasn’t falling all over herself to impress me like the witches my mother tried setting me up with. There was no doubt Allie wanted me. If she hadn’t, she never would have entered into a bet that ended with us naked, no matter who won. No, she wanted me in her as much as I wanted to be there, and that was why I needed to get her home.
“I won the bet, and I want you naked in my bed,” I said.
Whether Allie’s flushed cheeks were the result of anger, embarrassment, or arousal, I couldn’t tell, but I was hoping it was arousal. A little anger might be fun, too, as long as she was really turned on, but I didn’t want her embarrassed—a crazy thing to worry about with a sex demon.
“That’s probably a good idea if I’m going to take these off,” she said without looking at me. The fingers from her right hand were massaging the cuff on her left wrist, and she looked so vulnerable that I suddenly felt like a complete asshole.
“The cuffs can stay on,” I said, wrapping my fingers around her delicate wrist.
Her gaze snapped up to mine, and her eyes widened. “Really? I thought this whole bet was about getting me to take them off.”
A startled bark of laughter escaped my lips. How could she possibly think that’s what this bet was about?
Leaning forward, I cupped her chin and pressed my lips to hers. I didn’t kiss her, merely stayed there—lips touching and breaths mingling. “I want you so fucking much I ache everywhere, but I want you completely comfortable with this. When I’m with you, the only thing I want you thinking about is how good my dick feels inside of you, or how incredible my tongue feels between your legs.”
Her lips parted, but she said nothing.
“Let me take you to my home and fuck you until neither of us can utter a coherent word,” I murmured.
“How could I possibly say no to that offer?” Allie asked, her whisky-colored eyes darkening with desire.
I slid my hand down her wrist to thread my fingers through hers, realizing I had no idea when I’d last held hands with a woman. Hell, I couldn’t remember the last time I’d delayed my own pleasure like this. With any other woman, I’d have already had them naked in one of Trevor’s guest rooms. My tongue would already be tasting her sweet release as she came completely undone on my mouth. Not Allie. Fuck, I wanted so much more with her, and it should probably scare me.
“I’ll follow you in my own car,” Allie said, her voice a little shaky.
Taking separate cars was probably a good idea, even though I didn’t like it. I needed time to get my dick under control so I didn’t explode as soon as I got her out of that little dress.