Traction - Dani Rene Page 0,17

of his mouth ticks salaciously, causing my stomach to flutter wildly. “I want you to beg and plead,” he tells me. “I want to see you writhe while you whimper and moan.” Kayden lowers his voice to a deep rumble that does nothing to quell the ache currently twisting low in my gut.

My thighs inadvertently squeeze together, and my panties are now soaked. I open my mouth to say something, but he shakes his head no, and with a smile, he leans in closer. His mouth is inches from mine, and I almost think he’s going to kiss me when he moves toward my ear.

His lips brush along the lobe, making me shiver. I can’t focus on anything other than his scent. The way his hot breaths are fanning over my skin, and just how much I truly want to do everything he’s saying.

“I want you to beg me to make you scream my name,” he tells me. It’s barely audible, but he’s so close, inches away. I practically feel the words as they skitter over my neck and down my spine. The heat of them settling between my thighs, and I clench them once more.

My pussy is drenched, needy, wanting to be filled. I don’t care if it’s his fingers, tongue, or his cock, but I want it. The thing about it is, I can’t beg. I’m not that kind of girl, and if he thinks I will, he’s sorely mistaken.

“I’m not the begging kind,” I whisper right back, noticing the shudder that vibrates through him. “If that’s what you want from me, I would tell you not to hold your breath because I don’t fall on my back for anyone.”

I can feel his lips smile against my skin. The heat of him burning me up from the inside out. “Oh, but you will, speedy,” he tells me confidently. This is a man who doesn’t have women saying no to him. They fall over themselves to get a night with Kayden Mercer, but he has to learn not everyone will fall for his seduction, even though it’s fucking difficult not to.

“I’m not like most women, slick,” I tell him. “I’m nothing like those girls you’re used to. I’m different, and if you think you’ll ever get between my legs, you’re sorely mistaken.”

My words cause him to chuckle, and I know he doesn’t believe me. I don’t even believe me. The lie is clear on my tongue, and it tastes as bitter as I thought it would. If I had said this a few days ago, it would’ve been the truth because I truly hated him for his actions.

But now … now I’m just another groupie wanting a taste of the bad-boy racer who thinks he owns everything he touches, including me.

“I don’t expect you to give in easily,” he whispers before pushing away from me, leaving me ice cold. Every time, he leaves me shivering, wanting his warmth on me once more, and that’s what scares me the most. I ache for his nearness, and I know it’s going to be my downfall.

“I won’t.” The promise is clear, and it makes him smile. And I’m fucked because that grin is heart-stopping.

His narrowed gaze is on me, locking on mine, holding me hostage, and in turn, my breath catches in my lungs when he puts his hand on my hip.

“I know if I were to even brush a finger along your panties right now, you’d be wet,” he tells me easily, nonchalantly as if he’s talking about the weather. But my cheeks heat with a blush. “And don’t doubt, when you’re ready, when you beg for me to touch that pretty pussy, I will. And when I do, you’ll fucking scream for me. Don’t doubt it, speedy.” He turns to leave, and I let out the breath I’ve been holding. But Kayden stops, glances over his shoulder, and pins me with a glare. “Now be a good girl and go home.”

8

Kayden

When my eyes open, I roll over and pull the sheets over me, gripping the pillow tighter. I came home in the early hours of the morning, and even though I told Haelee to go home, I didn’t take my own advice.

Groaning as I hit the button to shift the dark tint on the windows into visible glass, I push off the mattress and head into the bathroom, which is already lit up like a fucking Christmas tree. The brightness wakes me, and then I’m under the spray with images