Kala Thomas accidentally backed into Justin Conrad’s car, the big shot basketball player for the Crimson Cats. He was tall, very tall and intimidating but he was also the most gorgeous man she ever laid eyes on. When he offered to take her home, she thought he was just being nice, but she was soon to learn that Justin didn’t do nice, he did much more. When she found herself in his arms, she knew she should run. There were good reasons why they shouldn't hook up, but women didn’t say no to Justin Conrad. Was Kala strong enough to not be one of those women or would she submit herself to him and jeopardize everything she had worked for?
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He was wearing a blue chambray shirt and jeans. His dark hair was combed back like it wasn’t that long since he took a shower, giving him a bit of a sinister bad boy look. He was far too good looking. He made her nervous.
“Muffin? Blueberry?”
“Yes. Thanks.” She took the muffin from the bag he handed her and placed it on her plate. Peeling back the paper, she broke it in half. “You want to share?”
“I had one already, and, Kala…”
“Yes,” she said, about to take a bit of the muffin that looked and smelled delicious.
“I never share.”
“Never,” she breathed, her eyes caught by his. She couldn’t look away.
“Never. What’s mine is mine.”
Holy shit, she was going to hyperventilate. This man was as close to sexy explode as she could ever remember. Not that she had a lot of experience. If fact, she had practically none. Just a boy in high school and another one in college. Both had failed to impress.
“Good to know,” she said, looking at her muffin and then at him.
She watched as he brought the coffee cup to his beautiful full lips. He was maybe the most beautiful man she had ever seen.
Putting his cup down, he said, “Do you have plans for today?”
Did she have plans? Why was he asking her such a difficult question? It was hard to think sitting across from him like this.
“Yes or no,” he said, his eyes dancing with humor. “It’s not a trick question.”
He knew exactly how he was affecting her, the arrogant bastard, and yet he wasn’t an arrogant bastard, was he? Yesterday, he had taken such good care of her, and today he was bringing her breakfast. He was just being nice. She was reading things into his actions that simply weren’t there.
She bit down on the muffin and was amazed at how good it was. “This really is delicious. I don’t want to share it.”
He laughed and leaned back in his chair. “Spend the day with me.”
“I thought you had plans for today. Yesterday before you left, you said you had to get up early.”
“Plans change. I want you to spend the day with me.”
“What did you have in mind?” Her voice sounded all throaty and needy. Did she have no shame? She couldn’t even talk without sounding like she wanted to have sex with the man.
He gave her a wickedly seductive grin. “We could do anything you want, but I thought maybe some indoor activity, possibly right here in your apartment, might be fun.”
She felt her pussy gush … making her panties soaked to the point she needed to change. What was wrong with her? This was not normal.
“Do you like board games?” It was all she could choke out.
She was breathless from all the erotic sensations that his presence was forcing on her. She wanted him naked, covering her with his body. There was nothing she wanted more at this moment than to please him with her body.
