See above.
“Fuck it.”
Reaching out, I grab her wrist and tug hard enough that she’s off-balance as she crashes into me, her chest pressed against mine, and I don’t wait. Hand to the small of her back, I hold her as I slant my mouth over hers, pushing my tongue between her lips, and I don’t stop, not until she’s panting and breathless and begging for more.
12
HALLIE
Please don’t stop.
It’s the only thing I can think of as Sawyer’s hand grips my ponytail, forcing my head back and to the side and exposing my neck. His tongue licks the water droplets from my skin, unbothered by the way the rain has doubled down, each drop replacing the last.
But Sawyer Kade seems to be playing his own game now and I am here for it.
I’m here forall of it.
Especially when his teeth nip at my collarbone, his lips dragging up and over my jaw before crashing onto mine again in a bruising kiss.
“This wasn’t supposed to happen,” he growls, his palms sliding down to cup my ass, his fingertips digging into my flesh as he drags me up his body. “You shattered the last of my god damn restraint, Hallie.”
“Show me.”
A laugh rumbles through him as he turns and stalks toward the house, his feet stomping up the porch steps before pressing me against the door.
“You want it here?” he goads. “You want me to strip you down and fuck you right here for all the neighbors?” I gulp and he chuckles, the sound menacing as he brushes his stubble-covered jaw against mine to whisper in my ear, “You didn’t seem so concerned about them seeing your tits… What about the rest of you?”
He palms my breast, the wet fabric clinging to me as I arch into his touch.
“Sawyer.”
“You concerned now?” he taunts, pinching my nipple, my body bucking against his, desperate for relief. “Because I was so fucking out of my mind over it, Hallie. Over the idea that anyone could see you. I can’t fucking handle it. I’ll gladly be the asshole that only wants you for himself.”
“You have me,” I pant, slapping my palm back against the door as I desperately try to locate the handle. “Please.” I barely even recognize my own voice—the desperation to be owned by this man flooding my veins, making me lightheaded and needy like I’ve never been before.
“I want to be bare inside you.” His fingers lace with mine as he pins my arm above my head before I can even blink. “I don’t want there to be anything between us. I can’t explain it; I just?—”
“Yes,” I plead. “I’m—I’m safe. I have an IUD.”
“I’m good. I would never do anything to hurt you.” His eyes soften the slightest bit, imploring me to believe him and I do.
But I want theotherguy.
The guy threatening to fuck me right here out in the open.
Leaning forward, I nip his bottom lip between my teeth, pulling hard and making him grunt as he pushes me harder against the wood, his hand dropping mine to turn the knob. The door flies open behind me, but Sawyer holds me like I weigh nothing. Kicking it shut behind him, he moves us to the mudroom, depositing me on top of the dryer.
“What are you doing?” I gasp, his tongue licking down my neck as he grips the hem of my shirt and pulls it over my head. It lands in a wet heap on the tile floor, the sound inconsequential as deft fingers unclip my bra.
“Getting you naked,” he murmurs, palms cupping my breasts as he groans in appreciation.
“In here?” I hiss when he pinches my nipples, pulling enough to make me cry out and squirm.
“I’m gonna fuck you down here and then we’re gonna go upstairs and I’ll fuck you up there.”
Yes, please.
“Take this off,” I tell him, tugging at his shirt and watching in awe as he grabs the back of it and pulls it slowly enough that I’m practically salivating as each inch of his abs are exposed. His grin is smug when he catches me staring.
