Page 117 of Bet Me Something


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He breathed heavily, touching his forehead to mine. “I have every intention of doing so, but you heard Brian trying to set you up with Will. That’s the type of guy he sees you with.”

Somehow, I knew that conversation might come up. “It was only a bunch of semi-drunk people talking. And Will is a nice guy, but he’s not the man I want to be with.”

He swallowed hard. “I should’ve thought more about what tonight might look like. I really fucked this up.”

“Nah, but you gave it a good try.”

His lips twitched. “Tomorrow I’ll make it clear to Brian that we stayed at the bar, and I’ll have Mark back me up. Then maybe I can mention I’ve met someone, lay the groundwork to prove I’ve changed instead of simply dropping the bomb that it’s you. I should’ve thought of that idea before we came here.”

I liked he was starting to formulate a plan but not that he felt as though he had to prove himself to them. That being said, it would be nice for him to douse their expectation he’d engage in old behaviors.

“Are we okay?” he asked, his hands framing my face.

“Yes, but only if you kiss me.” When his lips touched mine, I melted into him.

He pulled back, tracing my lower lip with his thumb. “This right here is my center. The outside world tries to tilt us, or I accidentally do it, and being together puts us back where we need to be.”

I loved the way he described it because I felt the same. “It does. Sorry for throwing my shoe at you.”

He laughed. “Don’t take offense, but I kind of like it when you’re feisty. Your potential violent streak turns me on.”

I rolled my eyes. “You’re disturbed.”

“You don’t even know the half of it because the fantasy reel in my head goes on with tying you to the bed and calming your temper with my tongue until all the fight is out of you.”

My body tingled with anticipation. “I take it back; we’re both disturbed because now I want that more than anything.”

He grinned, running his hands down to my backside and pulling me into him. “Except you’re not angry anymore.”

“Oh, I’m sure I could dig deep and conjure up some irritation.”

His gaze darkened with desire. “Take your clothes off and lie on the bed.”

While he latched the deadbolt, I quickly undressed. Watching him open the closet, I wondered what he was doing until he came toward me two robe ties.

“They’ll have to do. Lay back with your head on the pillow.”

A shiver ran down my spine with the possibilities while I watched him put both my wrists together in front of me and tie them tightly together. Next he covered my eyes with the other soft tie.

“I wish we had a way to secure you to the bed, but unfortunately there aren’t any slats in the headboard.”

Now I wished there was, too.

He widened my knees apart and I was practically shaking in anticipation when the sensation of his tongue startled me. “Holy crap…” When he’d said he was going to torture me with his tongue, I’d underestimated how tied up and blindfolded would make the experience much more erotic.

When he stopped, I let out an involuntary cry of displeasure. However, I didn’t have long to wait, thankfully when he turned me on my side, lifting one leg over his shoulder and diving in like a man crazed for the taste of me.

I rocked against him, completely lost in the sensations of his fingers, tongue, and lips—everywhere it seemed. He set the rhythm with his hands on my ass, clearly unconcerned about his ability to breathe as he didn’t seem to take a moment to pause.

“Use your pillow to scream into, gorgeous. Don’t need anyone hearing you four rooms down.”

Good thing he thought of that precaution as I turned my head just in time. The orgasm tore through me with a vengeance, and before I could register him moving, he’d flipped me over, my ass in the air and thrust from behind, deep inside of me. I gasped, pushing back into him.

“Jesus, I can still feel your pussy contracting.” He pulled my hips up to a higher angle and drove into me, relentless with his strokes.

His fingers came around circling my clit, and I could feel myself building yet again. “Harder. Fuck me harder.”

He muttered a curse. “You’re determined to make me lose control, aren’t you?”

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