Switching to her other breast, I give it the same devoted attention, and she quickly dissolves into a trembling, gasping mess beneath me. Exactly how I want her.
Finally, I trail my mouth back up, capturing her lips again, my kiss fierce, claiming.
“You’re mine now, Katina,” I murmur against her mouth, my voice rough, almost a growl. “Say it.”
Her breath shudders over mine, her eyes half-lidded, dazed with pleasure. “Roan…”
“Say it.” I grip her hips, pressing her harder against me, making her feel every inch of my cock.
“I’m—” she starts, but then something shifts in her eyes—a flicker of defiance, a flash of stubbornness—and she pushes at my chest. “No.”
No? My blood turns volatile, a potent mix of anger andarousal surging through my veins. Even now, even when she’s falling apart for me, she’s trying to fight me. And goddamn it, it only makes me want her more.
Stubborn little liar.
“You’re mine,” I repeat, leaning in and letting her feel the heat of my breath against her lips. “You can deny it all you want, but I’ll prove it.”
I kiss her again, hard enough to blur the line between fury and need. She pushes back just as hard, and it only drives me wilder. My hands slide down, grabbing her thighs, lifting her even higher on the counter, spreading her wider for me. My fingers find the buttons of her slacks and I undo them with fumbling urgency, slipping my hand inside the warmth.
I palm the wet heat of her cunt, and she yells my name as she jolts so violently she almost falls back on the counter.
There it is. That’s what I wanted.
I grab her waist with my free hand to steady her, and her fingers circle my wrist, the one inside her pants, her grip a mixture of desperation and resistance.
She tries to pull back from me, her breath coming in quick, panicked gasps as her gaze searches mine. “Roan, wait?—”
“Wait?” I whisper, brushing my lips against hers, testing her resolve. “You want me to stop?”
Her gaze is wild, conflicted, but her body stays pressed to mine, her thighs trembling under my touch. “I—” she starts, then her head tips back, a shuddering sigh escaping her when I grind the heel of my palm against her clit. “Fuck.”
A wicked smirk tugs at my lips, and I press my mouth to her throat, kissing, biting, sucking,markingher. “That’s what I thought.”
I slip my fingers beneath her panties, feeling the slick, throbbing heat of her, and a guttural groan rumbles out of me. “So fucking wet for me, Katina. You’re desperate for it, just admit it.”
But then she stiffens, her muscles locking tight, and she shoves at my chest, hard enough to force me back.
Her face is flushed, her lips swollen from my kisses, her chest heaving. I’m mere seconds away from tearing the rest of her clothes off and taking her right here on this counter, but she’s staring at me with a complicated mix of hunger, desperation…anda hauntingfear that chills my blood. It’s that fear that makes me pull my hand out of her pants.
“Don’t—don’t call me that,” she says, her voice shaking. “My name is Mia.”
“No,” I growl, the word coming out low and edged with anger. “Not to me.” I’m not going to fucking call her Mia when I know that’s not her real name.
I watch her, my pulse still racing, waiting for her to shove me again, to yell at me, to tell me off.
But she doesn’t.
She just stares at me, those wide blue eyes searching mine, and I don’t fucking understand the emotions swirling in them. Fear. Desire. Anger. And beneath it all…secrets. So many secrets.
But I know half of her secrets now. The rest is only a matter of time.
I step back, forcing myself to release her, forcing myself to breathe through the frustrated arousal coursing through my veins. “Fine. Leave, if you want. But this isn’t over.” Not by a long shot.
I turn and walk away before I do something truly reckless. Before I lose the last shred of restraint I have left and take what I want regardless of consequences.
What the hell was I thinking?
I wanted to make her squirm and suffer as I slowly broke through her defenses piece by piece. But I fucking lost control—something that has never happened to me before. Because Iwant her. Badly. Desperately. In a way that borders on madness.
