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Before I can beg him to take me somewhere, he spins me around and leads me into one of the closed-off rooms down a darkened hall, pushing me up against a wall just as the door shuts behind us. I open my mouth as a panicked feeling enters my brain, not wanting anyone to see me like this. But Ian kisses me, devouring my mouth before my brain can go into overdrive.

“No one will ever see you come but me. This is a private room.” I nod, lacing my fingers in his hair and pulling his mouth back to mine, but before I bask in the feel of the loose strands, my wrists are hauled above my head and restrained in leather cuffs.

“Ian,” I moan, my head falling back against the wall, my hips searching. He takes no time stripping me from the waist down, my eyes taking him in as he undoes his jeans and shoves them to the floor, my mouth watering at the sight of his cock and wanting nothing more than to know what it feels like to have it plunge inside me.

“You have no fucking idea how beautiful you look right now,” he mumbles as he takes out a condom, rolls it down his impressive length, and steps into me, his lips taking mine as he lifts my legs to wrap them around his waist. “Fuck, baby,” he groans as I whimper, kissing him even harder. No one has ever made me this out of my mind with lust, and I want more. So much more.

I expect him to fuck me right then and there, but instead, he rips open my top, taking one of my nipples in his mouth, causing a moan to escape my throat. “Ian, please...I need…” His lips take mine once before sliding down my neck, leaving small bite marks across my skin.

“Tell me, baby,” he purrs. “Tell me what you want, Halley.”

“You,” I whisper. “I need you to fuck me.” He groans, crushing his lips to mine just as he places his cock at my entrance and surges inside me in one long and hard stroke. Pulling on my restraints creates a bite of pain that causes my walls to clamp down around his hard cock that is now pulsing inside me.

“Goddamn, Halley,” he groans, kissing me through our panting breaths. “Jesus, you are so fucking tight.” My head falls back against the wall, and I start begging incoherently because the feel of him inside me is unlike anything I have ever experienced. I love sex. I’ve had some great experiences in my life, but this? This is on another level altogether.

With a grunt, Ian wraps his hand around my neck, then lightly trails down between my breasts before gripping my hips and holding me still against the wall as he fucks me hard. “Ian!” I cry out in pure ecstasy, seeing stars as he starts to slide in and out of me, grinding his cock as deep as he possibly can while a new wave of pleasure starts to drown me. My legs cling to him as I gasp, melting as the orgasm crests, and I explode. Ian sinks deep into my clenching pussy, and I come hard just as Ian stills inside me, finding his own ecstasy.

“You are…,” he starts but doesn’t finish as he takes my lips in a sweet, gentle kiss that sends a whole new wave of emotions coursing through my body. His gaze meets mine, and I swear I see the same longing mirrored back at me. Before I can comment on it, it’s gone, and Ian rests his head on my still exposed chest.

“You were right. This was a good idea.” I say as a shiver racks my body, causing Ian to laugh deep within his chest. But in reality, at this moment, Ian made me fall for him more than I already was, and I couldn’t figure out if that was a good thing or the worst idea I’ve ever had.

Chapter 7

Ian

It’s been three weeks of bliss. Three weeks of Halley coming into the bar most nights to hang out, and three weeks of us going into Delirium on Friday nights and sometimes Saturdays, depending on our mood. Three weeks of me slowly falling for the woman, even though I know she only wants to be friends with benefits. I know this. We’ve talked about it, and I understand she’s not ready for a relationship. I get it, but it doesn’t stop the way my heart stops every time she walks into a room or how my body reacts when she makes those noises when I’m inside her.

But the longer I spend with Halley, the more I know I have to end it. I can’t go on pretending I’m not falling in love with her. I can’t pretend that being with her isn’t the best part of my day. I just can’t. So when the front door of the bar opens, and my eyes connect with hers, I take a deep breath, hating what I’m about to do.

“Why do you look like someone ran over your dog?” Halley asks. Sitting in her usual spot, she crooks her finger before leaning over the bar and taking my lips in a sweet but scarce kiss. “And why are you kissing me like I’m your sister and not the woman you fuck every Friday night?” I roll my eyes, trying to laugh it off as I walk away and head toward the kitchen to get her food. Once I’m out of view, I lean against the hallway wall and close my eyes. My head hits the drywall as I second-guess why I’m doing this.

“What is going on with you?” Halley asks as I set the food in front of her. I expect her to dig in like she does every other night she’s here, but instead, her eyes bore into mine, and I panic.

“Nothing’s wrong. I’m just tired.” It’s not a total lie. I am tired, but the reason has everything to do with her and the fact that I want her every day for the rest of my life. Halley tilts her head, her eyes questioning me, and I can see the moment she chooses to believe me, even though I know she doesn’t. I try to ignore her eyes as they follow me as I work, filling drinks, cleaning the bar, and stocking the liquor behind me. But over time, the stone in the pit of my stomach begins to grow enough that I know if I don’t say something soon, I might never do it.

“So, are we on for the club tomorrow?” she asks, taking a bite out of her standard chicken fingers and fries, a dish I used to make fun of her for but now find endearing. Her question slowly registers, and I know it’s now or never, so I shake my head.

“No, I don’t think so.” My voice is hushed, and for a second, I wonder if she didn’t hear me, but then my eyes meet hers, and I see the hurt and confusion staring back at me.

“What do you mean, no? Why don’t you want to go?” Her voice cracks, and I watch as her eyes fall, the uncertainty clear in her gaze.

“Look,” I start, hating every second of this. “I don’t think we should see each other anymore.” There. Like a Band-Aid, I ripped it off in one motion, but now I’m left with the open wound.

“What?” she whispers, her voice breaking, and I swear my heart breaks a little at the sound. “What do you mean? I thought…” She doesn’t finish the thought. I open my mouth to explain myself, but she shakes her head. The tears threaten to fall from her eyes, but my girl is strong, and she pushes them back.

“Halley,” I start, but she holds up her hand.

“You know what? I’m sick and tired of men playing with my emotions. God, I can’t believe I thought…” She stops, and my heart stops with her. Could she want more too?

“You thought what?” I question, my hands shaking as I white-knuckle the edge of the bar. “Halley, you’re the one who told me you only wanted benefits. That you couldn’t do more than that.” Silence deafens the bar as I wait for her to answer. When she doesn’t, I hop over the bar and take her face in the palm of my hands. “Halley, what do you want?” I ask, needing the words before I get my hopes up.

At first, she says nothing, her eyes darting back and forth between mine, and I wonder if I misread her. Maybe she’s just pissed she’s not going to get some every week. But then her teary eyes meet mine, and her shaking hands clasp around mine that are gently holding the base of her throat.

“I want more,” she whispers, her gaze dropping to the floor, and I take a shuddering breath. “I know I said all I wanted was benefits, but now...now I want more. I want it all. With you.” The tears fall freely now, and I wipe them away with the pads of my thumb. “I tried not to fall for you. I tried so hard, but you wormed your way inside my heart, and now I can’t get you out.” I smile, lifting her chin with my thumbs so her eyes meet mine before I lower my lips to hers.

“Fucking hell, you have no idea how insanely happy I am to hear those words,” I murmur against her lips. Just as I try to take the kiss deeper, she pushes me away, and I stumble back in shock.

“What the hell, Ian? A second ago, you were breaking up with me.” I can’t help it when I laugh. Halley shoots daggers my way, and I try to suppress my laughter as best as I can before walking toward her once more.

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