Chapter 13

The sight of him, in my bed, his eyes full of trust, nearly made me come.

I got rid of my clothes quickly and efficiently, and didn’t let myself linger on the way Brandon’s expression grew even more lustful at the sight of me. I focused my entire attention on him. On the play of muscles in his back, on the swell of his ass, on the way he moved ever so slightly against the sheets. He was restless, anxious, but so turned on. And I was bound and determined that tonight he’d have everything he wanted and needed out of a sexual encounter.

He wanted to be mine while he was in town. I was about to show him exactly what it meant to be owned by Jared Connors.

I climbed onto the mattress, hovering over him for a long moment before I lowered my body onto his. I carefully positioned my arms and legs so that even when I sank down onto him, he wouldn’t get my full weight. I had about nine inches and ninety pounds on him. I wanted him to feel my weight without being crushed.