“I agree,” he rumbled, his breath brushing her forehead.
She blinked. “Agree?”
“That we need to get some things straight.” His hand tightened just enough to enforce his point.
Her mind finally caught back up to reality. Her back straightened with a snap. “Which would be?” It was difficult to sound defiant with his hand wrapped around her neck, but she gave it her best shot, glaring at him.
His head lifted imperceptibly. “Brave little thing, aren’t you?” he mused thoughtfully.
Her knees wobbled. “You don’t scare me.”
His lip curved. “Liar,” he whispered. “But that’s not all I do to you, now is it?”
She narrowed her gaze. “Yep. That’s all.”
“Ah, baby.” He leaned in, brushing her ear with his mouth.
Desire ripped through her, wearing claws. She bit back a moan.
“I can smell you,” he whispered, his breath hot.
“Bullshit,” she whispered, trying to keep some semblance of control and not rub against him for any sort of relief.
He slid a leg between hers, pressing his muscled thigh against her pounding clit. Electricity arched through her body.
Her knees gave.
“I can feel how wet you are.” He chuckled, the sound low and male. “I could probably make you come like this.”
She breathed out, her body primed and ready. Who was this guy? He was a far cry from the man who’d so gently had sex with her the other night. “Not a chance,” she gasped.
For answer, he palmed her breast.
A moan spilled out of her against her will.
“No chance, huh?” he murmured, tweaking her nipple.
She leaned her head against the wall, burning for him. “God.” Giving in to what she wanted, she slid a hand inside his shirt, feeling the shocking ridges and hollows of those abs. How was he even real? Her other hand went to the hard line of his dick beneath his jeans.
He growled low. “You’re playing.”
“I’m not.” She frantically jerked his shirt up. “Not at all.” It was too good to be alive. Too good to feel like this. “More, Jared. More now.”
He didn’t wait for another request. One swift movement had her dress over her head and her panties snapped in two.
She fumbled with his zipper, yanking it down and freeing him. Shit, he was huge.
He grasped her butt and lifted her, impaling her with one hard push against the wall.
She cried out, pain and pleasure blending into something that burned. Her nails scored his chest, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He started pummeling inside her, one hand across her ass, the other slapped against the wall, protecting her head and shoulders.
So easily…he held her upright.
Sparks lit her inside and she took more of him, her eyes closing. He moved her where he wanted her, his cock surging inside her, all power. The slap of flesh against flesh filled the apartment, and she could do nothing but hold on and feel.
Pure ecstasy.
She broke first, her body jerking and then exploding into miniscule pieces. To keep from screaming, she leaned in and clamped her teeth into his pec.
