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“You don’t understand,” she tells me.
“Tell me then, Hannah. What don’t I understand? Because all I know is you didn’t look like you wanted to leave him.”
“Of course, I did!” she shouts. “But…I couldn’t.”
“That doesn’t make any goddamn sense!”
“Neither do you! One minute you’re hot and the next you’re cold. I can’t read you, I don’t know what you want from me anymore. You want sex and then push me away and turn cool,” she accuses.
My eyes narrow and I’m one step away from showing her exactly what I want.
“Maybe you’re just playing games. Or, I’m imagining things and whatever happened between us....” Her voice trails off. “It didn’t mean anything. All I know is I don’t belong to you any more than I belong to Caleb Durant.”
That does it. I grab her arm, pulling her closer. “If I remember correctly, your blood was on my sheets. Or have you forgotten?”
Her blue eyes widen in shock then narrow. “You’re such a jerk.”
“You’re mine, Hannah,” I growl, yanking her onto my lap. “Whether you like it or not.”
The last of my control snaps and I slam my mouth against hers, claiming her. She makes a frustrated sound before melting against me. The kiss is wild, out of control and feral. I’m marking her as mine and making sure she knows it. My patience is long gone and all I know is I am desperate for her. Dying to sink inside her hot, wet pussy and take what’s mine. What’s always been mine since the night she gave me her virginity.
Scorching need drives us together and she’s writhing against me. There isn’t much room to maneuver, but I shove the seat back to give us a couple of more inches. Grabbing her skirt, I yank it up to her waist and rip her silky panties right off, tossing them into the backseat. Hannah gasps then makes a sexy mewling sound as I release my rigid cock. She grinds against me and my hips slam up, sinking deep into her soaking wet pussy.
We both let out a long groan then she begins to move, drawing me deeper, as I pump into her. Our mating is out of control and fierce. I’ve never had sex like this before. I have zero control over my body, over my emotions, over what’s happening between us. All I can do is thrust into her, desperate to be one with her.
I yank my mouth free from hers and suck in a deep, shaky breath. My fingers drop, find her clit and begin massaging hard. “Say you’re mine, Hannah,” I hiss, pumping furiously, bouncing her up and down on my lap. “Tell me.”
“Oh, God!” She squeezes my dick hard and has it in a chokehold as she rides me. “Vin…”
“Say it!” I order, my voice a harsh rasp.
“I’m yours!”
“Fuck yes, you are.” I increase the pressure on her swollen clit and she arches back against the steering wheel, hitting the horn. We both ignore the beep, though, as our orgasms come crashing down around us, propelling us into pure, radiant bliss. “And don’t you fucking forget it.”
My entire frame shudders hard and my release empties into her tight, little body. It belatedly occurs to me that we just had wild, unprotected sex, but I can’t think too hard about that right now. My cock is still spurting deep inside her core and I dig my fingers into her fleshy ass, my hips still pumping.
Fuck.
I think I’m falling in love with Hannah and that scares the shit out of me. Because it can’t happen. I won’t let it. Despite what my stupid heart wants.
15
HANNAH
Iscream out Vin’s name, my inner muscles tightening around his hard length, and then we orgasm at the exact same moment. Dropping forward, I melt against him, breathing hard. Too late, I realize we didn’t use protection. Maybe I should be feeling some sort of regret, but…I’m not. Instead, I find myself still spasming around his cock, caught in a maelstrom of pure bliss, and so turned on by the fact he’s inside me bare that my body unexpectedly jolts with another orgasm.
Crying out, I stiffen in his arms and come again. I’ve heard of multiple orgasms, but never really understood the term until this moment. Trembling hard, lost in sensation, I bury my face against his chest and want to weep.
I love being with Vin. Our relationship is wild, free and unpredictable. But he isn’t giving himself to me fully and his walls are still so high. I’m not sure what I can do to get past them.
When he lifts me up and off, I slide back over into the passenger seat, pulling my skirt back down. Neither of us says anything for a long moment. Then Vin adjusts his seat and starts the car.
I wait and wait for him to say something…anything…but he just stares straight ahead, eyes glued to the road, fingers gripping the steering wheel in a death hold.
What is he thinking? Why won’t he communicate with me? Yet, I suppose that I can say the same thing about myself. I can’t seem to force a word out and I’m suddenly so sad because I think it’s pretty clear that I want him so much more than he wants me.
“Take me home. Please,” I finally whisper. He isn’t giving me the reassurance I need or telling me he cares. I’m questioning everything and I feel hot tears threaten. God, when did I become such an emotional wreck? I guess falling hard for a man does that to a girl. Especially after I’ve given him my everything and he’s giving me nothing in return. Not emotionally, anyway.
