GAUGE
“I’ll be out there in aminute,” Iyelled after Thomas, and he scuttled back through the house like the little shit he was. Icouldn'thelp but wonder how long he’dbeen standing there watching. The thought that he’dseen Jolie like that made my stomach churn and my knuckles itch with the need to hit him.
With my hands in my hair, Iturned back to face Jolie. Her arms were crossed in front of her chest, pushing her breasts upwards in away that made it impossible to look away from them. Jesus, what was this girl doing to me? She cocked ahip to one side, the move accentuating her ass and tiny waist. She was obviously waiting for me to say something to her, but Ihad no clue what to say. What the fuck could Isay after what had just happened?
I’djust crossed an invisible line—aline that even Ihad never thought of crossing. Iloved women. Women of all shapes, sizes, colors, and ages, but Jolie? She was too young, too damaged, and too much of Dom’slittle sister. Ihad majorly fucked up. The wet patch in my jeans reminded me of just how much I’dfucked up every time Imoved.
Ipulled my smokes out of my cut and lit one, blowing out along plume of smoke. Isomehow managed to tear my gaze away from her tits and look her in the eyes. Her cheeks were still flushed, her nipples still hard as rocks and poking the thin fabric of her top, making me want to take them into my mouth again. My dick twitched, and it took everything Ihad to push the dirty thoughts in my head aside.
“Ineed to go,” Igrunted, not sure what else to say to her.
What could Isay?
Iwas supposed to be looking after her, lookingoutfor her, keeping her safe, and instead Ihad… Idragged ahand down my beard and cursed under my breath.
Ihad royally screwed up.
At least Ihadn’tfucked her. That would have been ahell of alot worse than just dry humping the ever-living shit out of her and coming in my own pants like alittle boy. But still…
Ithrew my cigarette to the ground and dragged the heel of my boot over it until the orange glow went out. Then Iturned to leave.
“That’sit? That’sall you have to say to me?” she said to my turned back, and Isighed because Jesus Christ, Ihad made abig fucking mistake and she wasn’tgoing to let it lie.
Iturned to face her, dragging ahand down my beard. “What do you want me to say, Jolie?”
Her expression soured and she went from incredulous of my dismissal to pissed off real fast. Ialmost flinched as her pretty features hardened, her eyes narrowing.
“Idon’tknow, but not justIhave to go.” Her hands went to her hips, hips that Ihad just been holding in my firm grip. Hips that had rocked back and forth on me until we had both come—afact that was evident both by her flushed cheeks and the sticky feeling in my goddamn pants. Ihadn’teven fucked her and Ialready knew that this had been ahuge mistake; Ijust needed to make sure she knew it was too.
Istalked forward, reaching out to push my hands into her hair. Islid them around to cup the back of her head as Istared down into her face, our faces millimeters from each other. Her expression softened despite her trying not to let it, her lips parted to reveal the whites of her teeth, and agasp of air left her mouth as she tipped her chin up, readying her mouth for mine.
“This what you want, babe?” Iasked. “This what you expected?”
“Stop it,” she spat, trying to pull out from my grip, but Iheld her firm.
“Jolie, aman like me ain’tgot no business with agirl like you. Don’tyou get it?”
She sucked in abreath, her eyes widening. “Stop acting like that wasn’tabig deal, Gauge.” Her voice was shaky, despite herself.
“But it wasn’tabig deal, babe,” Ireplied flatly. “You got what you wanted too, right?”
And then Iwinked to make sure Isealed the deal and she hated me enough to make sure that she would never let me near her again.
Jolie lurched back from my grip, and the loss of her proximity was like being sucked under by the tide. She spluttered, for once at aloss for words. And then she found them again.
“Are you fucking serious right now? Do you have any idea what atotal asshole you are? You are, quite literally, the definition of disgusting. You are apiece of shit, and if you were on fire Iwouldn'teven piss on you, you complete and utter fucking…”
“Give it arest, Jolie!” Iyelled loud enough to startle her into momentary silence. “And for the record, Idon’thave athing for waterplay so you not pissing on me is just fine.” Ilaughed and turned around to walk away.
Her fists pounding into my back was the first thing Ifelt, quickly followed by her feet. Woman couldn’thave been more than ahundred pounds, but she still managed to put some steam behind those hits. Iswung to her, grabbing her wrists in my hands to stop her hitting me, but that didn’tstop her feet from kicking out. Or the banshee screams from leaving her pouty fucking mouth.
“Stop hitting me!” Iyelled.
“Let go of me then!” she screamed.
“Iwill if you stop fuckin’ hitting me!” Iroared back.
She twisted and bucked in my grip and Iswung us both around and slammed her against the side of the house, my hand going up to stop the back of her head from hitting the wall.
