so bad, was it?” This was crucial to her whole negotiations. Even back when Dare was a pimply teen, she’d loved his lips. It was why, after they’d been shoved into that closet in seventh grade, she’d made a deal with him. She’d informed him she would kiss him for their time in Seven Minutes in Heaven if he swore he’d never tell a soul. Ever. Not even her sisters.
And he never did. Maybe that was why she was trusting him with so much now. Even though it had been fifteen years since their kiss, she still remembered his warm taste. If she allowed him to kiss her now, she’d be lost. The panties would drop so fast and so hard that she’d never get to any of Ms. Belle’s techniques.
“No.”
“Yes. That is nonnegotiable, Dare!”
He ran a large hand through his hair, his frown burrowed deep between his eyebrows. Finally, he leaned back in the chair and stated through tight lips, “Everything is negotiable, sweetheart. Now, I have a few of my own terms.”
Damn. Why hadn’t she softened the beginning of this conversation with a description of some of the techniques she’d be working on, so he’d be thinking with his dick and not his overactive brain?
“There will be a commitment.”
“What?”
He held up a hand to silence her. “For the next four days, we will be committed because if you’re with me, I don’t care how temporary it is, you’re with me. And I’m with you. Understand?”
She threw up her hands in the air. “Did you think I meant I would be with other people while I was experimenting on you? You know that’s not what I meant.”
“I don’t care what you meant. This is nonnegotiable for me. I want to hear you say it. When we’re together, it’s only us. Only you and me in this relationship.”
Goosebumps raced over her skin at the feeling in his words. What would it be like to be in a relationship with Dare? At the thought, panic set in, and she started to feel claustrophobic. She was such a mess; she couldn’t even make a commitment to her hairdresser, let alone Dare. But she understood what he meant. “Yes, of course. I don’t plan on having my mouth near anyone else’s dick but yours.”
For an instant, the burnished gold of his eyes flared, but he didn’t appear to take the bait. “I pick the place.”
“What? No.”
“At least once.”
“In the whole four days, just once?”
He nodded slowly.
She opened her mouth to protest, but realized there wasn’t much harm in conceding this small request. So far he hadn’t challenged any of the really important stuff. Except kissing. “Okay.”
The small frown was starting to disappear, but he wasn’t smiling yet. He thought for a moment longer. “I will give you total control, but I want something in return.
“Like what?”
“Just keep in mind all of the other things I’ve conceded. Lots of feedback, you pick the place—mostly, you get control mostly, so I want a kiss. Each time we are together, I can have one kiss, anytime, anywhere, I want it.”
“No!”
“Yes.”
Panic felt like a bus sitting in her chest. “Absolutely not.”
“What’s the big deal? My kisses affect you that much?”
Yes . “As if. It’s not that. It’s just too personal and messy.”
“I’m starting to get offended, Betty. Nothing messy about my kisses. So problem solved. Kisses are in.”
Maybe she should try and throw him off track. “But I will be kissing you. The whole time we’re together.”
He frowned until he saw her gaze trail down to the front of his pants. He gulped.
“Aren’t those kisses enough?”
He groaned and ran a hand through his hair. “I— No. I will agree to every single other rule, but you need to give me this.”
“Why?”
“I need it, Caelen.”
Temptation licked at her like flames to accelerant. Could she agree? Could she resist if Dare put his luscious lips on hers? If she wanted the school then she would have to find a way. Maybe she could keep him so distracted he wouldn’t
And he never did. Maybe that was why she was trusting him with so much now. Even though it had been fifteen years since their kiss, she still remembered his warm taste. If she allowed him to kiss her now, she’d be lost. The panties would drop so fast and so hard that she’d never get to any of Ms. Belle’s techniques.
“No.”
“Yes. That is nonnegotiable, Dare!”
He ran a large hand through his hair, his frown burrowed deep between his eyebrows. Finally, he leaned back in the chair and stated through tight lips, “Everything is negotiable, sweetheart. Now, I have a few of my own terms.”
Damn. Why hadn’t she softened the beginning of this conversation with a description of some of the techniques she’d be working on, so he’d be thinking with his dick and not his overactive brain?
“There will be a commitment.”
“What?”
He held up a hand to silence her. “For the next four days, we will be committed because if you’re with me, I don’t care how temporary it is, you’re with me. And I’m with you. Understand?”
She threw up her hands in the air. “Did you think I meant I would be with other people while I was experimenting on you? You know that’s not what I meant.”
“I don’t care what you meant. This is nonnegotiable for me. I want to hear you say it. When we’re together, it’s only us. Only you and me in this relationship.”
Goosebumps raced over her skin at the feeling in his words. What would it be like to be in a relationship with Dare? At the thought, panic set in, and she started to feel claustrophobic. She was such a mess; she couldn’t even make a commitment to her hairdresser, let alone Dare. But she understood what he meant. “Yes, of course. I don’t plan on having my mouth near anyone else’s dick but yours.”
For an instant, the burnished gold of his eyes flared, but he didn’t appear to take the bait. “I pick the place.”
“What? No.”
“At least once.”
“In the whole four days, just once?”
He nodded slowly.
She opened her mouth to protest, but realized there wasn’t much harm in conceding this small request. So far he hadn’t challenged any of the really important stuff. Except kissing. “Okay.”
The small frown was starting to disappear, but he wasn’t smiling yet. He thought for a moment longer. “I will give you total control, but I want something in return.
“Like what?”
“Just keep in mind all of the other things I’ve conceded. Lots of feedback, you pick the place—mostly, you get control mostly, so I want a kiss. Each time we are together, I can have one kiss, anytime, anywhere, I want it.”
“No!”
“Yes.”
Panic felt like a bus sitting in her chest. “Absolutely not.”
“What’s the big deal? My kisses affect you that much?”
Yes . “As if. It’s not that. It’s just too personal and messy.”
“I’m starting to get offended, Betty. Nothing messy about my kisses. So problem solved. Kisses are in.”
Maybe she should try and throw him off track. “But I will be kissing you. The whole time we’re together.”
He frowned until he saw her gaze trail down to the front of his pants. He gulped.
“Aren’t those kisses enough?”
He groaned and ran a hand through his hair. “I— No. I will agree to every single other rule, but you need to give me this.”
“Why?”
“I need it, Caelen.”
Temptation licked at her like flames to accelerant. Could she agree? Could she resist if Dare put his luscious lips on hers? If she wanted the school then she would have to find a way. Maybe she could keep him so distracted he wouldn’t
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