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“Nothing,” she mumbles. “I just want to get out of here.”
I don’t believe her, but when I see the pinch of pain on her face, I decide to force the issue later, once we’re alone.
“My place.” I back away and grab her hand. “It’s closer,” I add when she looks like she wants to object. Luckily, she nods.
The forgotten guy on the floor has managed to sit up and lean against the wall, still holding his nose and stomach. My eyes narrow at him when he looks up and spots us. The bastard shrinks back further against the wall at my look.
Smart man.
“The back door,” Abby murmurs and pulls on my hand, leading me to a back entrance.
After stepping outside into the dark alleyway, Abby stumbles to a stop several feet from the door. I look to see what’s wrong and find her staring at me. The look in her eyes is hard to distinguish. I see pain, uncertainty, and a hint of what looks like desire. The desire is what confuses me. She’s obviously hurting, so how can she be turned on at the same time?
“Blue,” she says softly, her hand tightening in mine.
“What is it?” I ask, stepping into her space.
What’s up with this woman? Something’s off with her, and I need to find out what it is before she drives me crazy.
The hand she was using to hold mine releases its grip and lands on my lower stomach. Her other hand trails a path up my chest and snakes around my neck. I gaze down at her in bewilderment when she steps closer and plasters her front to mine, her tits flattening against my hard chest.
She grips the waistband of my jeans. “I need you,” she whispers harshly.
My dick jerks, and I want nothing more than to sink my hands into her plump ass, lift her up, and sink inside her, but I don’t. I need to get her home and find out what’s wrong with her first.
“Let’s get you back to my place.”
“No,” she whimpers. She raises her hands and digs her nails into my scalp. “I need you, Blue. Please.”
I wrinkle my brow as I watch pain flash across her face again. “Abby, baby, let me get you home so I can take care of you.”
She whimpers again, and squeezes her eyes closed. I’m just about to pick her up and carry her to my truck, when they flash open and anxiety fills their depths. Her movements are frantic as she practically climbs up my body. One leg wraps around my hip, and she grinds her pussy down on the hardness in my jeans that I’ve been trying to settle down for the past ten minutes. What she’s doing isn’t helping the matter. Now isn’t the time or place to fuck.
I grab her hips and try to still her movements. She bites her bottom lip and releases a small moan.
“Stop, Abby.”
A frustrated growl leaves her lips as her hand moves to my ass and grabs a handful, trying to yank me forward. I reach back for her hand and bring it between our bodies. She tries to pull it away, but I stop her with my tight grip.
“Goddamn it, Blue!” she says loudly, standing on her tiptoes and getting in my face. “I need you to fuck me!”
The way she says it doesn’t sound right. I don’t like it. It doesn’t sound like she wants me, but she physically needs me, like her body depends on mine for her to survive.
All I can do is stand there and watch the distraught look on her face as she looks around us, her eyes darting to every nook and cranny, like she’s looking for something. When she tries to pull away from me, my hand tightens on her wrist. Her gaze drops to my hand, then lifts to my face, her eyes squinting with anger.
“Either fuck me or let me go, so I can find someone who will,” she says in a deathly calm voice, bringing my ire back from earlier. That’s the second time she’s threatened to find someone else.
My jaw clenches at the pissed look she’s giving me. I’m trying to be a gentleman here and do the right thing. It’s plain to see she’s not in the right frame of mind to demand I take her, but she’s being persistent and not giving me a choice.
I let go of her wrist, but before she can escape, I snake my arm around her waist and slam her body against mine.
“You mean, like that fuckhead that’s still nursing his broken nose in the hallway? You want that guy after what I saw? Or maybe your friend that’s sitting all by his lonesome in the club? You want one of them?”
Her eyes flash with some emotion I can’t name when I bring up her friend. Could it be guilt? A pounding starts in my head with the thought of her friend seeing her naked, touching what should be mine.
“You want me to fuck you right here? Are you so fucking desperate you’ll let me shove you against the wall in a nasty alleyway and take you where anyone can see. Have your back be eaten up and marked by concrete as I pound my cock inside you?”
As soon as the words leave my mouth, her body starts to shake. Her eyes go hooded and her breathing turns heavy. The hand that’s pressed against my chest balls into a fist, scrunching up the material of my sh
