Temptation [h.s.] ✔

Chapter 14.

        "Stay."

        "You know I can't."

        "I have a spare room. Stay there."

        "Don't." I hold my hand up to him. "Don't push this and make it more than what it is."

     "Offering you a bed to sleep in for the night isn't turning it into something more," he replies, buttoning his jeans.

        "It's barely eight o'clock. I think I'll be okay to go home."

        Harry stops in the middle of the front room and stares at me. "Fine. But I'm calling you a car."

        "I would hope so." I snatch my panties from the floor and hold them up. "Because there isn't a chance in fucking hell I'm walking through the streets of Seattle with no panties on." I scrunch them into my fist, ready to put into my coat pocket.

        A smirk stretches across his face. I raise my eyebrows, grab my heels, and stroll into the front room with them dangling from my fingers. I fetch my coat from the hall and tuck my panties inside the pocket before buttoning it up. It would be more than a little embarrassing if they fell out.

        "That was the first time, wasn't it?"

        "The first time for what?" I glance over my shoulder.

        "You've been tied up."

        "I wasn't exactly tied up. That would imply that I was tied to something, and I was only tied to myself."

        "Stop avoiding the question, Olivia."

        "Call me by my full name again and I'll..." I pause. "I'll think of something. I like your cock too much to hurt it."

        Harry laughs loudly. It reverberates throughout my whole body with its deep richness, and I fight my shiver. Damn.

        "Good to know," he manages through chuckles. "Answer the question, Liv."

        I lean back against the wall and fold my arms across my chest. "Say please."

        He pauses.

        "You said you wanted to control my body. You've done that. Hell, honey, if you keep fucking me that way, you can control my body to Mars and back. But that's all you get. Don't even start to think you can control me."

        "The thought never even crossed my mind." He steps in front of me.

        "Good thing, too." I push at his chest. "Did you call for a car for me?"

        "Are you going to answer my question?"

        "Did you call for a car?" I smirk, folding my arms again.

        Harry sighs and picks up his phone. He speaks briefly into it, directing Allen to collect me from his apartment in five minutes.

        "Happy?" he asks, setting the phone back down.

        "Very." My smirk turns smug.

        "Now," he says, his voice hardening, setting a hand on either side of me on the wall. "Please answer my question."

        I blink a few times, drawing the moment out. For some reason, my lips don't want to follow my mind. They don't want to admit to him that, yes, it was the first time someone has ever tied me. But I force them to, and the word falls from my lips in a whisper.