My heels clicked angrily with each stomp as I stormed over to Ian’s table. “Let’s go. Date’s over. And you better text your boss to warn him to hide all the knives, ’cause I’m feeling really freaking stabby right now.”
FIFTEEN
The front doorslammed angrily behind me as I tossed my clutch on the entry table and stomped through the marble foyer in search of the man I wanted to maim. He came sauntering out of the living room, arms crossed and expression blank, like he didn’t have a care in the world.
“You sent Ian to spy on me?” I shouted, my voice bouncing off the expensive marble floors.
“You’re home early,” he snarked, completely disregarding everything I’d just said. “Must have been a boring date, huh? Not surprised seeing as he wore fuckin’ chinos. Gotta say, baby, a chinos-wearing limp dick doesn’t seem like your type.”
“Gah!” I yelled at the top of my lungs, throwing my arms wide in frustration. “You’re such a prick!” I jabbed my finger into his chest to punctuate my words as I said, “You havenoidea what my type is, you stupid jerk!”
His long fingers wrapped around my wrist, holding my palm against his chest, and suddenly I was moving backward, stumbling on my heels until my back collided with the wall. “I knowexactlywhat you’re fucking type is,” he growled through clenched teeth. His face was so close I could see his jaw tickingfuriously. “I know because you burn so fuckin’ hot for me I can feel the sting on my skin when I touch you.” As if to emphasize his point, he stepped in, his body flush with mine, and ground his erection into my belly.
My mouth dropped open on a gasp. Words failed me as every ounce of blood in my body began to boil.
“See?” He grinned wickedly, bending his knees so I could feel him between my thighs, and circling his hips. “I bet if I slid my hand into your panties you’d be soaked for me. I know your type because it’sme, baby. Only me. No one else can make you feel like I do.”
“Garrett….” I wasn’t sure if I said his name as a plea to stop or keep going. I was lost to everything but his touch. It was like weeks and weeks of tension had suddenly led up to this one combustible moment. There was no stopping it. Even if I’d wanted to, I would have been powerless against it.
“You’re never seeing that fucker again. You hear me?”
I gritted my teeth together and fought against his pull. “You can’t tell me what to do,” I panted.
“That so?” His chuckle was damn near sinister right before his mouth slammed down on mine in a bruising, punishing kiss I couldn’t get enough of. My brain had officially gone into hibernation, leaving my body in complete control. Garrett’s tongue forced its way past my lips and I eagerly opened so it could twirl with mine viciously. I melted deeper into the wall as the kiss consumed me. He wrenched his mouth from mine, leaving me whimpering and gasping for air. “Tell me you don’t want me,” he demanded. “Tell me and I’ll stop.” I fisted my hands in the soft cotton of his T-shirt to pull him back, but he was too strong. “Tell me you don’t want me to make you come over and over again, and I’ll walk away.” He thrust his denim-clad cock against me, stroking over my clit in the most intoxicating way.
“Please,” I whispered breathlessly, clawing and pulling at him. I needed closer.
“What do you want, Gwen? You want me to stop?”Oh God. I wanted to burst into tears at just the thought. If he stopped I might very well die.“Say it,” he commanded harshly. “Tell me what you want.”
There was such a deep-seated longing that the words physically ached as they were pulled from my chest. “I want to come.”
His chest rumbled against mine with a sound so animalistic it made my breasts swell. Tingles shot from my nipples to my clit, causing a rush of arousal between my thighs.
Garrett’s eyes were so dark with lust that the grassy green was almost swallowed by black. “Who do you want to make you come?”
My brain finally reengaged, shouting,Mistake! Mistake! Mistake!My body gave her a throat punch to shut her up. “You,” I answered on an exhale.
That one simple word was all it took for Garrett’s thin control to snap. His lips crashed against mine once again as he grabbed hold of the hem of my skirt, yanking it up to my waist before cupping my ass and lifting me. My legs wrapped around his hips, my nails digging into his broad shoulders as he carried me up the stairs. It was a wonder we didn’t fall, but I was too far gone to consider safety. I fed from his mouth like a woman starving as he ascended the steps and started down the hallway. I vaguely recalled hearing the bedroom door click shut just seconds before my body flew through the air and I landed with a thud on Garrett’s plush mattress.
Before I could get my bearings, he grabbed hold of my ankle and jerked me to the edge of the bed. Propping up on my elbows, I watched with wide eyes as he dropped to his knees on the floor in front of me “What… what are you doing?”
Thesound of fabric ripping echoed through the room, and I gasped as the cool air of the bedroom hit my oversensitized skin. “I’m gonna eat your pussy until you lose control and come all over my face. I’m gonna own every fucking inch of you until you have no choice but to admit you’re mine.”
“I don’t—” I tried to sit up but his hand on my belly kept me firmly in place.
“Don’t move,” he grunted.
“But….” I’d never had a man go down on me before. Even during our one night together, that wasn’t something Garrett had done. I wasn’t sure if I’d even like it, but before I could voice my concerns, he buried his face between my legs and began to feast like it was his last meal. “Shit,” I exclaimed as his tongue darted out and took a swipe along my slit. My hips bucked as sparks of electricity shot through me. “Oh God!”
“Fuckin’ knew it.” His words vibrated against my folds, making my entire body tremble. “Knew you’d be drenched for me.” He licked and sucked and nipped, driving me out of my mind and causing something low in my belly to tighten. His devilish tongue circled my nub as his fingers joined in on the action, two of them thrusting into me, twisting until he hit a spot that made my back bow off the bed.
“Fuck, Garrett!” I shouted as my belly grew tighter and tighter. “I’m gonna come.”
The hand on my stomach shot up, tugging at my dress until my breasts popped free of their confines. “Give it to me.” He toyed with my nipples as he ate me, the duel sensations too much for me to control. That tightness snapped and I came with a sharp cry as waves of pleasure crashed over me. He didn’t stop, didn’t let up until I was reduced to nothing more than a quivering mess.
I finally came down from the most extreme high I’d ever experienced and blinked my eyes open, my vision hazy as Iwatched Garrett strip down. The sight of his cock standing at attention stole the air from my lungs.
“You want this?” He grinned devilishly as he put a knee to the bed. Leaning in, he looped an arm under me and hefted me up until my head hit the fluffy pillows. Sitting back on his knees, he divested me of the rest of my clothes, leaving me bare and vulnerable to him.
