Do You Want Me?🌶️🌶️🌶️

CHAPTER 6

Alpha Lorenzo

I turned away, jaw tight. “I shouldn’t have taken advantage of you.”

What the hell was wrong with me? She’d come to me because she felt safe, and I’d ruined it — acting like some crazed animal.

“Wh...what?” she whispered behind me.

I clenched my fists, squeezing my eyes shut, willing myself to calm down. To stop reacting to her scent, her touch… everything about her that was making me go crazy with lust.

“You should go get some rest,” I managed, voice rough.

Silence filled the air between us. Thick and heavy.

“A mistake?” she finally whispered. “Then why… why did you ask me to meet you here?”

My eyes widened. My hand instinctively went to my pocket, brushing over the small box I’d almost forgotten about. I glanced at my watch — a few minutes to midnight. I’d planned to give it to her, tell her goodnight, end her birthday properly.

But I’d ruined everything.

I couldn’t find the words. I stared at the floor, guilt weighing down my chest. When I finally turned to face her, her eyes were glossy with unshed tears.

It felt like a punch straight to my gut.

“Hey…” I took a step toward her.

But she shook her head, spun around, and stormed into the room before I could say anything.

I should have let her go. Given her space. Calm the raging beast inside me. But the image of her teary eyes burned behind my eyelids. I couldn’t stand it.

So I followed her.

“Ollie…”

I tried to reach for her arm, but she jerked away and faced me sharply. “Why did you kiss me?” she snapped.

Her eyes blazed — angry, hurt, and questioning. I couldn't bear seeing her like that. Couldn't bear knowing I might have added to her heartbreak tonight. And the last thing I wanted was for her to go to bed this way.

“Because I… I couldn’t control myself. Because I wanted to,” I said honestly.

“Why?”

“What?”

Her voice rose, raw and frustrated. “Why? Why would you want to kiss me? If you think it was a mistake, then why?”

Because you’re my mate. Because I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life. Because I’d do it again if you let me.

But all I said, as gently as I could, was, “You came to me for help, Ollie. And it was wrong of me to take advantage of that. You know that.”

She stepped closer, chin lifted. “Are you attracted to me, Alpha Lorenzo? I’m not a kid. I know what I saw in your eyes. And you sure as hell didn’t kiss me like someone who wasn’t.”

Fuck.

I should give her the box and walk out. Far away from her scent. Away from the pull tightening around my chest like a chain. But I couldn’t even move.

“What difference would it make if I was?” I whispered.

She swallowed, eyes flicking to my mouth.

Then she stepped forward and placed a hand on my chest. My heart slammed against my ribs.

She pushed gently, guiding me backward until I sat on the edge of the bed.

My eyes darkened instantly as she ran her palm up my chest. “I want you, Alpha. And you want me too. I don’t see what’s stopping us from... helping each other out?"

“I…Ollie...shit.”

I couldn’t even form a coherent sentence. My dick throbbed painfully, straining against my jeans. I would’ve given anything at that moment— anything — to fuck her right then. To pin her to the bed and slam my dick right inside her hot pussy.

“You’re hard as a rock,” she murmured, and before I could react, her hand cupped me through my jeans.

“Ollie—”

My hips jerked forward, a guttural groan ripping out of me. Her touch was fire, bliss and torture at the same time.

“You said you had a present for me,” she whispered. Her palm stroked me slowly, up and down, and it took everything in me not to come right there. “But it’s my birthday. I get to choose what I want. And I want you, Alpha.”

Before I could speak, she leaned in and pressed her lips to mine.

My entire body went rigid. My mind shut down. Instinct — mate instinct — took over. I crashed my mouth against hers, kissing her like I’d die without it. My arm wrapped around her waist, lifting her easily onto my lap.

She straddled me, her body fitting perfectly against mine. Her thin panties did nothing to hide how hot and wet she was. And my jeans did nothing to hide how hard I was for her.

“Fuck…” I growled, throwing caution to the wind as I grabbed her hips and grinded her down on me.

“Oh, god…” she moaned, circling her hips, dragging her pussy along my length. Her fingers dug into my shoulders.

I lifted my hips, thrusting up against her as I kissed her hard. “I want you so badly, Ollie,” I snarled into her mouth, but it came like a warning, “So fucking much it hurts.”

I traced her lips, kissed her again, my tongue sliding into her mouth.

She moaned, grinding harder, dry humping me like she needed it — like her body recognized mine.

And I needed more. I wanted her naked under me. I wanted to bury myself inside her until she screamed my name.

I wanted to sink my fangs into her skin and mark her as mine.

I wanted to claim her.

But this was wrong. Even with the mate pull, even with everything inside me screaming for her — I was taking advantage of her trust.

I tore my mouth from hers, pressing my forehead to hers. “We can’t… Ollie, I can’t do this. There’s something I need to tell you first.”

Her eyes were half-lidded, dark with lust. Her hair fell over her flushed cheeks. “If this is about your mate, I don’t want to hear it,” she breathed. “ I want you..”

My hands slid along her bare thighs, wanting — aching — to go higher, to touch her warm pussy.

I needed to know...if this was simply an itch she needed to scratch, just because she'd had an emotional day and need someone. But goddess knows, at this moment, I wouldn't be able to resist her, even if she agrees to that.

She pushed her hair back from her face and straightened, letting all her weight settle on me. And then, she held my gaze as she began to work the buttons on her shirt, undoing them with practiced tease.

When she unfastened the last button, she pulled the shirt open, exposing her breasts to my face.

My breath caught. Holy goddess!

She looked so much better than I'd imagined. So much better than my dreams.

I literally couldn't take me eyes off her.

Her fingers found my chin, forcing me to look into her eyes, "Do you want me, Lorenzo?"