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“I would never.” I press my fingers tighter against his shoulder. “You don’t talk about yourself much. Or at least, you never did.”
“It’s not that interesting. Childhood trauma. Sick mother. Dead father. Who cares?”
“I do,” I say without thinking. But I’m not supposed to.
He glances over, eyes staring into mine, and I’m suddenly aware that I’m still touching him. I try to pull away, but he catches my wrist. “How much do you care?”
“Don’t,” I say, but he’s drawing me toward him across the invisible line.
“Why not?” He pins me against his chest. My nipples stiffen when I feel his warm skin against mine. I’m wearing only a t-shirt, and I’m pretty sure he’s going to notice how hard they are. His heart beats a constant rhythm,want, want, want, and my lips part as his grip on my wrist tightens.
“Because I never said I wanted a baby.”
His smile is vicious. “I didn’t plan on getting you pregnant tonight. I thought we should enjoy each other first.”
“You can enjoy yourself, preferably somewhere else. I want to sleep.”
“Let me help you fall asleep.”
“Gian.”
He tugs me up until my face is close to his. I’m ringing with need and my lips are inches from his.
“Kiss me,” he whispers. “Come on, baby. We’re in this together now, and you’re looking at me like you’re struggling to keep yourself under control. Just stop struggling.”
“You really think that’s a good idea?” A thousand reasons why this is only going to complicate things spread through my mind.
But there’s only one counterpoint that matters.
His mouth. His fingers. That orgasm on the plane. The rushing sensation through my body, my blood pounding in my ears.
“No, it’s not,” he says, his other hand lacing into my hair. “But you’ve probably spent half your life doing the good ideas, and where did they get you? Now you’re making mistakes, and suddenly you’re having fun again.”
“I don’t think I’m having fun right now.”
“I can help with that.”
“What a great line. You set me up for it, didn’t you?”
“Yes.” His lips part in a smile. “Now come here.”
I don’t resist him. I don’t want to anymore. It’s dark and he smells so good and he’s so warm under my chest. When his lips meet mine, a little whimper erupts from my throat and a hot need fills my core, and I give in to this terrible mistake. I grind against him, panting as his tongue strokes into my mouth, and god, I’m so wet it’s ridiculous. He groans his delight as his hands move down my body, up my shirt, palming my breasts and teasing my hard nipples. I gasp with pleasure as he bites my lower lip and slips a hand between my legs. I shift up onto my knees as he rolls a finger up and down my slit, and I’m moaning, my ass in the air, his hand doing its lovely work along my soaking pussy.
“There you go, baby,” he says, rolling me over onto my back and pinning me down. His erection presses against my leg, hard and thick. “That’s what you needed, isn’t it?” His fingers slide inside of me and back out again, my legs spread wide for him.
I whimper my assent. “It’s okay.”
“Just okay?” Two fingers press inside and now his palm’s grinding against my clit. “You’re going to piss me off.”
“I don’t know, I could—ah, fuck—I could probably fall asleep right now.”
He growls at that and drops down between my legs, practically ripping my shorts off. I laugh as he kisses up my inner thigh, snarling the whole time. “Fall asleep? With my fingers inside of you? Fuck you.”
“I don’t know.” I fake yawn. “I’m pretty tired.”
“You love this, don’t you? You love fucking with me. But it’ll backfire.” His mouth covers my pussy and his tongue flicks over my clit. Pleasure rocks into my core.
“I don’t know, seems to be working out okay right about now.” He slides fingers inside and his mouth sucks and licks my clit. I start grinding against him, breathing hard, tension building in my core. “Oh, shit, that feels good.”
