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“I don’t care what you want to call it. I’m not doing it anymore. I—” Her resolve wavers for a moment. “I don’t want to see you again.”
“Say it again,” I dare her, taking a solitary step toward her.
I give her another moment. Time for her to tell me to release her again.
I cock a brow when she doesn’t.
“You want me gone, say it, Hannah.”
Her lip wobbles with the tremor that moves through her. I can’t tell if she’s terrified or if she wants me as much as I want her.
“No.”
There’s a moment— a cacophony of ringing silence and the roar of the pissed off animal in my head that refuses to let her go.
This shit has gone on far too long.
You know what?
“Fuck it.”
The moment her lips meet mine, her startled gasp turns into a soft moan. Her hands go to my hair, instantly fisting the roots, but she’s not pulling me away. She’s tugging me closer.
It’s rough, impatient, and anything but romantic, but fuck, I need to feel her.
She deepens the kiss, slipping her tongue against mine and I growl, low in my throat at the taste of her. Fucking sweetness and honey and everything I’ve been craving since I left her in the garage this afternoon.
I nip her bottom lip when her fingers slide lower, blunt nails digging into the muscles of my back and it’s then I decide thisobsession has gone too far and now, I have no intention of turning back.
I want her.
Isn’t that fucking ironic?
Her legs lock around my hips and I lift her to straddle me, crashing back against the wall with a hand behind her head. She pulls away, just an inch, and her teeth chatter as she moves against me, grinding her pussy on the length of my cock.
Carefully, I step toward the wicker couch on the patio. This wasn’t my intention for tonight, but now that we’re here, uninterrupted, with those little moans rolling off her tongue like Hail Marys, I’ll be damned if I stop.
I’m going to show her what it means to be mine.
“You make me so goddamned crazy,” I bite, falling back on the couch with her over me, her hands raking up the back of my neck and a heat in her eyes that steals my next breath.
“Mason,” she breathes, a shudder rolling through her when I pull her against my chest and nip the pulse point below her ear, before sucking it between my lips.
“You don’t want me?” I taunt, hands sliding down to cup her ass through the same fucking skirt that’s kept me both pissed off and preoccupied most of the night.
“I hate you,” she grinds out, but the threat is lost on me when I move lower, kissing the hollow of her throat, then her chest. I slip down, running my tongue over the seam where the lace of the corset meets her breasts, and fist her hair to tug her head back and give me more room. She melts, giving me a little roll of her hips, eliciting a sharp intake of breath when her pussy grinds against my cock.
“Your pussy says otherwise, little doe.”
I slip my hand under the hem of her skirt and use my palm on her ass to move her against me again. Her skin is soft, perfect under my fingers and I’m both thankful and pissed off I didn’t take her inside where I could spread her out on the bed and fucking feast on her.
“Tell me what’s in your nightmares.”
Her eyes screw shut and a soft moan leaves her when I meet her next thrust, kneading the flesh of her ass while I move her against me. I’ll get my answers, one way or the fucking other.
“You,” she pants, a tremble moving through her when I slip a finger into the top of her corset and peel it down.
Fucking finally.
