"No."
"Can you bring me home then?" There are really only two options.
Jamie scowls, face turning thunderous. "What the fuck are you talking about?"
Sighing, I squeeze past his tense body and kick off my shoes. "Nate dropped me off on his way to pick Violet up. He's taking her out to breakfast."
The slam of the door and the following silence behind me make the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I've poked the bear; I'm just not sure which statement triggered this deadly quiet response.
"Jamie?" I'm hesitant to go near him, but I feel bad for the poor bastard, so the least I can do is try to calm him down. "You okay?"
Stance wide and hands fisted, Jamie looks ready to do some damage. "He took my woman on a date?"
"I mean, can't she be our woman? 'Cause you know, we did have her first and all."
Wrong thing to say. Jamie lunges for me, but my agility helps me dive over the back of the couch. "Woah, okay. I'm sorry," I plead, hands in the air as if in surrender.
Jamie doesn't say a damn word, just jumps over the couch like I did. "Shit!" I curse and bolt toward the back hallway. Not a good plan, but I never said I don't love being hunted down.
"When you catch me, will you fuck my ass really good?!" I shout over my shoulder, hoping he will do as I ask.
He still doesn't say shit, but my dick is raging hard in response to the sound of his stomping footsteps.Adrenaline pumping, I bolt through his bedroom door and twist to lock it behind me. Only the feral fucker shoves it back open, sending me crashing to my ass.
"Ow! Fuck," I hiss, already turning to stand and run away, but Jamie's faster and stronger.
He snatches my ankle in a firm grip and drags me back toward him. "You are such a fucking shithead," Jamie growls, actually looking like the feral beast he's acting like. Wavy long dark hair hangs around his cheekbones while he looks down at me, eyes wild.
"Listen—" I start, trying to talk my way out of whatever plan he has cooking in his brain.
"No."
"Okay, so we're back to one-word answers," I murmur, only kind of trying to kick my foot loose.
Him standing over me, my boner standing proud between us, and Jamie's heaving chest makes me ache. The scene is hot and kinky, giving me ideas that involve us being naked in an empty forest. I'm open to trying new things, and maybe I'd like some primal play in my life, who knows. What I do know is I'm severely hot and bothered by his anger and power.
A rumbly sound from Jamie makes me almost moan in response. Fuck, I'll push his buttons every day if this is the result. Although I know most of his take no shit attitude is due to how he upset Violet last night.
"So…" I start, feeling a little antsy and nervous. I'm not sure I like that he's not moving, but he shuts that worry down when he drops my foot, leans down, and grabs me by my sweatshirt.
Mindlessly, I help him pull me to my feet. I even stumble toward the bed as he pushes me there.
"Shirt off. Pants down," Jamie demands, and when I start to do as he says slowly, he raises an eyebrow.So now is not the time to challenge him.
Quickly, I undress. I keep an eye on him as he stomps to his nightstand and grabs a bottle of lube.
My dick stands high in the air once I release it, and the promise of Jamie's lube makes me tremble with excitement.Holy shit, is he going to fuck me?
Jamie looks his fill of my toned thin body, and just his attention on me has my balls tingling. Chills race down my spine, and my lips suddenly feel so chapped, like the only thing that can help them is his cum.
Still dressed, he stands in front of me. His clothes don't do anything to hide his boner, though. The sight makes my mouth water. "Turn around. I want your tight ass in the air and your face pressed into my bed. Got it?"
"Yes, Sir," I obey, giddy as hell. The comforter smells clean and faintly of Violet which only makes me harder.
Faintly, I hear him tug his zipper down, but the rustle of clothes never comes. Then he speaks, and goosebumps spread to the top of my head. "You're about to learn what happens when you tease an angry man, Ellis. I'm going to fuck your tight hole with my fingers, and while I plan to come all over your back, you won't get to so much as touch your cock. Understand me?"
Alarm shoots through me, and I try to sit up to demand he doesn't edge me. I'm terrible at edging. Iturn into a horny pile of mush for the rest of the fucking day. But he just shoves me back down and swats my ass. "But?—"
"You have two options, Ellis. You say 'yes, Sir' and get finger fucked in the ass or you say 'red' and I pull my pants up, then make you a coffee."
