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I made a beeline for it, my irritation rising with every step. Their conversation ceased the moment I turned the corner.
“What the hell are you doing?” I repeated, ignoring the chick at his side and focusing solely on him. Pierce turned his head and blinked at me; the redhead smirked.
“I was paying Julie for the clothes,” he explained slowly, like I was thick. His tone only pissed me off more.
“Paying her in a dark, empty hall?”
Of all the ways I expected him to react, laughing wasn’t one of them. I narrowed my eyes, hoping they conveyed how big of an asshole I thought he was.
“Well, don’t let me interrupt. I’ll be in the car.” I spun on my heel to go back the way I came, but his arm wrapped around my bicep, halting me before I managed to take one step.
“Excuse us,” he directed to Julie, giving her a panty-melting smile. She returned it and mumbled something about gathering the bags as she brushed past us.
I wanted to be petty and trip her, but she was gone before I got the chance. As soon as she rounded the corner, Pierce brought his intense gaze back to me.
“Is this you being jealous, Rebel?”
“Don’t flatter yourself.”
“I think I like it,” he murmured in my ear, pressing his torso against my back. I could feel his hard cock in the groove of my ass. With one hand across my chest to hold me in place, he slid the other to the hem of my skirt.
“Do you want me inside you, Rebel?” His hand disappeared, moving up my inner thigh. I kept quiet, not answering him. I wasn’t sure if I wanted him to stop or not.
No, that was a lie.
I wanted him to bend me over and fuck me in that very hallway.
It went against everything I should have felt towards him—wanting what I should hate—but I couldn’t help myself. His touch was a sedative full of seduction. He left me wanting him in ways that shouldn’t have ever crossed my mind. I slowly inhaled, feeling him move my thong to the side.
With two thick fingers, he spread the lips of my labia. I exhaled a shaky breath and relaxed into his strong embrace.
“Your pussy is telling me everything you won’t. You’re soaking wet.” He didn’t lower his voice this time, speaking loud enough that Julie could hear as he slid two fingers inside me, slowly pulled them back out, and then repeated the motion.
“Pierce.” His name left my mouth on a quiet, needy plea. He began to pump his digits inside me, adding another and placing the pad of his thumb on my clit.
“Let her hear you, Rebel,” he breathed in my ear, sinking his teeth into my lobe. I whimpered, spreading my thighs wider.
Somewhere, some far off voice in my head was screaming at me to stop this, to push away from him and remember who this man was, to get his hands off me. But I didn’t care right then. He hadn’t touched me like this in what felt like months. All rationale evaporated as a slow burning heat pervaded through my body.
Pierce sucked on my neck, curving his fingers inside me, continuing to hit a sweet spot until I came apart around him. A half squeak, half moan escaped from my mouth, echoing down the hall. If it weren’t for Pierce holding me up, I would have crumbled. He rolled my clit, pushing me into another tiny orbit, making my thighs tremble.
He held me for a minute then kissed my temple before letting me stand upright to try and regain my composure.
“What you just did…that wasn’t acting,” he stated, transforming my pleasure into a state of shame and confusion.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Willow had been quiet since we left the boutique, pulling her sexy bottom lip between her teeth every few minutes. Her chocolate eyes roamed over the restaurant’s menu, but I was positive she wasn’t reading it. I could practically see the chaotic thoughts whipping around inside her head, making a brief appearance in her troubled hues.
She was too young and beautiful to be plagued by the reality of my cold world. Someone should have protected her.
I couldn’t be the redeeming hero in her life. It was only a matter of time before she was stuck in an endless vortex of darkness right beside me. But she would be beside me. And she might eventually hate me. Everyone did. No matter how she felt in the end, Willow was mine. It was as simple as that.
Unfortunately, that didn’t excuse what had to be done or what I needed her for. When the waitress returned, I tugged the menu from Willow’s hands and handed it back. “Two of the scramblers and an iced tea for her.” I nodded my head towards Willow.
