Her lips part ever so slightly, drawing my attention away from her eyes to her mouth.
It feels like a lifetime since I’ve tasted them, tastedher.
She must see the need in my eyes as she moves closer until I can feel her warm body against mine, and I have to swallow a groan.
I don’t know where my anger ends and my need for her begins, and that might be the most dangerous thing of all.
“Cormac…”
“This doesn’t mean I forgive you,” I grit out, my grip tightening around her neck just enough to remind her who’s standing in front of her.
“I know,” she whispers.
Something raw and desperate flickers in her eyes, and that’s when I finally give in.
I’m not soft or gentle as I claim her mouth, making sure not to loosen my grip on her neck as I slide my tongue against hers.
Blood immediately rushes to my cock at the first taste of her.
This is the last thing I should be doing, but right now, taking Fiona to bed feels like the only thing I can control.
I walk forward until the backs of her thighs hit the edge of the bed. Only then do I break the kiss.
“Take off your clothes and crawl onto the bed,” I order as I reach for my belt.
Already she’s breathless, her cheeks flushed with color, but she makes no attempt to move. “If this is some sort of trick?—"
“Believe me, I’m not in the mood to play games, Fiona. Now, take off your clothes.”
I stand with my teeth gritted as I try to ignore the ache in my pants, watching as Fiona starts to strip.
It’s not lost on me how she takes her time pulling her shirt over her head to reveal her full breasts or sliding her panties down her thighs.
Fuck, it’s been so long since I’ve touched her.
My fingers itch with the need to feel her skin, but I can’t give in. At least, not in the way I used to. But that longing becomes almost unbearable the moment she steps out of her panties, kicks them aside, and stands completely bare before me.
Walk away, before you forget who she really is.
My mind is screaming at me, but I ignore it.
Maybe one hard fuck will be enough to get her out of my system and help me to think clearly again. At least, that’s how I rationalize it to myself as I reach for my belt.
Fiona glances nervously over her shoulder before climbing onto the bed and kneeling in the center of the mattress.
“I want you on all fours,” I remind her.
I reach into my pants and wrap my hand around my cock as Fiona crawls into the middle of the bed, giving me a perfect view of her ass.
As badly as I want to bury my face in it, I’m not about to give her what she wants. What we’re doing right now, is not about release. It’s about teaching her a lesson.
“Put your head down.”
Fiona obeys immediately, pressing her head against the comforter, which forces her shapely ass even higher into the air and shows off her glistening pussy.
I swallow a groan as I squeeze the base of my cock. Even though I’m doing my best to act cold and detached, it’s not enough to dull her need for me, considering she’s already wet, and I haven’t even touched her.
I stalk toward the bed. I don’t bother undressing, considering I have no intention of climbing into it after I’m done. No. This is going to be quick and brutal, and exactly what I need.
