Page 86 of The Dragon 1

I turned to face him. “Wait a minute. I think we have a misunderstanding.”

He smirked. “Do we?”

“In the letter, I didn’t say I wanted a compromise on the touching. No, I wanted to compromise on researching your district and—”

“Doesn’t matter. We should compromise on the touching too,” pure hot sex filled those damn eyes.

I swallowed. “I disagree.”

“Why?”

My jaw went slack for a beat. “Because. . .we just met. There’s no touching that should even happen.”

“That’s not your reason.”

“How would you knowmyreason?”

“Because I can tell from looking in your eyes that you want me to touch you. Badly.”

“That’s not. . .why. . .” I smoothed the fabric of my dress, needing something to do with my hands.

“Are you afraid of what you might feel if I touched you?”

I blushed. “I know what I would feel.”

“What?”

“Pleasure.”

A dark chuckle left him, “Pleasure? That’s it?”

“Yes.”

“It wouldn’t just be pleasure, Tora.”

“No?”

“When I touch you the way I want to, I will be trying to enter your bloodstream like ink in water. Rewrite your cravings. Wreck your soul like you’re already ruining mine.”

I clenched my thighs.

“Right now. . .” He studied me. “You’re breathing like you're afraid I might kiss you.”

I parted my lips.

“You should be afraid of that. I desperately want to.”

It was in that moment that I knew I should not have said yes to the date because Kenji was the very essence offuck around and find out. . .just the hot, sexy Yakuza edition.

I was finding that my panties were wet, and my nipples were stiffening. . .and the damned door to get away was absolutely closed. . .in fact. . .there was no door.

I stepped forward.

That wicked smirk widened. “It’s too late to play it safe now.”

I narrowed my eyes, breath still shaky, but my mind finally catching up. “Are you saying I’m trapped?”

He tilted his head slightly. “Youmayhave already stepped into the cage.”