Deviant: Calla & Jason/Three's a Company/Final Terms: Steamy Romantic Suspense Serial Boxed Set Read Online Free Page B

never intended to follow through with our kidnapper’s desires, and I don’t know what this makes me, but I almost want to seduce Jason now. How dare he pretend he’s not attracted to me? I know he had a crush on me way back in the day, and I know that didn’t just totally disappear, despite the circumstances. I’ve seen burning desire on his face right here in this room—I didn’t make that up!
    I know he’s had girlfriends, and I know he’s happy for me and Scott, but I also know he still feels something for me somewhere, beyond our comfy friendship. Being with him these past few days or whatever, I realized whatever he felt for me is still there.
    And now he thinks he can pretend I’m chopped liver? We’ll just see about that.

    JASON
    I had only said I wouldn’t give up the bed again, but after spending a night on it, I mean it. We’ll just have to find a way to share—lie feet to head, whatever. I didn’t even want to get up when my eyes opened.
    I kind of just stare at the ceiling for a bit, not even looking over at Calla on the ground.
    I catch a flash of her when she gets up, but I still don’t turn, although I can sort of see her out of the corner of my eye. I’m still kind of ticked, honestly.
    Suddenly, with no warning at all, she starts taking off her clothes.
    “I’m going to take a shower. Turn away if you want, I don’t care anymore,” she says.
    My head snaps in her direction.
    I am riveted—I’m not even sure if she says anything else once she starts stripping; I can concentrate on nothing else as more and more of her creamy flesh is revealed. There’s no taking my eyes off of her once she’s down to her underwear, and my cock goes from a gentle nudge of awakening to a full-blown erection once her bra comes off and her breasts say hello.
    I feel like she is smiling in satisfaction, but I can’t see if I’m right since my eyes have attached themselves to her lower half, waiting for her to expose the rest of her.
    But all I see is her butt as she turns to take her panties off, but still, that peek of pink I see briefly before taking in her beautiful round cheeks almost sends me into a tailspin.
    I know I shouldn’t, but I can’t stop watching her, even after she turns the shower on. Probably especially because, since I’m getting the side view of her now. God, her body is beautiful; Scott is so fucking lucky!
    Her head lifts toward the shower head, exposing her lovely neck, blond hair darkening from the water.
    She has a perfect curve to her perky breasts, her nipples hardening under the spray. Her stomach is flat, her waist small, her hips and butt begging to be cupped by my hands as I ram into her.
    Whoa. Okay, Jason, just look away, I tell myself. Look away now, and not just because she can see her affect on you in more ways than one.
    I wish there were some books or something around because all I have to stare at is her, and my body starts to rage.
    Oh well. What can I say? She has thrown the gauntlet down; she asked for it.
    I leave the bed, discard my boxers, then head for the shower.
    Her eyes are still closed to the spray, but they open when I’m a foot away from her. There’s no time for her to do anything but accept my presence there in the shower with her, and then my hands on her arms as I bring her closer to me, away from the direct spray. Then my tongue as I meet that sweet, welcoming mouth of hers.
    You must understand—I have wanted this girl the whole time I have been able to grow body hair. She has haunted my dreams, and I have fantasized in the daytime more than once about kissing her.
    My cock hardened long ago, but having her there, naked and wet, and kissing me back like she has been waiting forever for this too, reminds me of the next logical step.
    I lead her from the shower, not breaking the lock of our lips, and back her up to the nearest wall. Still exploring her hot, sweet mouth with my tongue, my hands start wandering, and my fingers trail their way