Captivated - Jordan Silver Page 0,3

knew just how to get her to cave.

“Babe, this thing cost me ten grand, I can’t take it back.”

“Ten…why so much?” She looked from me to the little gift bag I held out to her. “To answer your question, I had it customized.” The shit had been encrusted with diamonds and one blue one that reminded me of her eyes. Just like the gem, I’d started calling her in my head.

She still looked flustered when I forced the bag on her. “It’s no big deal. I just need to be able to reach you. I already put my numbers in there.”

“Damien?”

“Yeah, babe!”

“What do you do?”

Good question, fuck if I know. “I run my family’s real estate company.” That was putting it mildly, but she didn’t need to know all the details now. That would come later when she becomes my wife. It was then I knew I was well and truly fucked.

Damien

Our first two weeks will remain with me forever. She was so damn sweet I almost didn’t want to get her dirty with my dick, she was wifey material from her head of flyaway auburn curls to her little pink toes. And then one Sunday, the third one after we met, I talked her into meeting me in the park.

Until then, we’d kept it to after school in the evenings; then I’d spend the weekend climbing the walls because she didn’t want her sister knowing about the phone I’d gotten her and so would only sneak a call in when no one was around.

Anyway, that Sunday, she must’ve been dying of the sight of me too because she agreed without making any fuss. Like I said, she was so sweet I was already planning to wait until we were married to fuck, but then she showed up in those damn grey tights. Fuck me…

I’m not one to make rash decisions, but with her, everything I did was against the norm. If she were anyone else, I would’ve fucked and bounced already. That day before I saw her, I’d had all plans to show her around the park.

I’d already talked myself into playing shit out the way you do with a nice girl. I was thinking of ways of getting around her asshole brother in law, like maybe waiting until she graduated in a few weeks. One look at her ass in those things and it was game over; her time had run out.

“Michele, look at me.” She’d been talking my ear off more than usual, but I don’t think I heard half of what she’d said. Figures, the day she decides to open up, my eyes were fixed on her ass. I couldn’t hear shit that came out of her mouth. I’m an ass man, oh fuck am I an ass man, and this girl had the most perfect ass in creation.

She stopped talking and looked at me. “Come home with me.” I didn’t say so much as a question or even a suggestion; it was a statement of fact. I called Dray, who was somewhere outside the park in the car like the hump he is because I can’t walk through fucking Central Park without a shadow and walked her out through the next exit.

She was nervous as hell because she knew what was coming, but there wasn’t much I could do about that. Except show her once we got back to my place that everything was going to be okay. I didn’t pussyfoot around once I unlocked the door and walked her in.

She’d started to head to the bank of windows that overlooked that side of the park, but I’d picked her up in my arms and headed for the bedroom down the hall. To ease her fear, I didn’t prolong shit once I got her in there. I just put her down on her feet next to the bed and took her face in my hands.

I couldn’t believe this would be our first kiss; by now, she’d have been fucked to within an inch of her life, and my dick would’ve moved on. But as I lowered my lips to hers, still keeping my eyes on hers, I knew in my gut that those days were over.

The first taste of her lips was ambrosia; the soft strawberry flavored gloss she wore was gone in seconds as I dove in, sending my tongue damn near to the back of her throat. Even the way she kissed, so innocent, barely opening her mouth beneath mine until I coaxed