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“Hey, hey.” Tamara leans in. “Now, I know you two always have to row, it’s like your thing, I suppose, and while I think that you should just jump into bed and get it out of your systems already, Logan said I’m not allowed to suggest that anymore. So, instead of that I’ll just ask you to keep it away from the twins. And my wedding brunch. I know I already asked too much of you by keeping it away from the wedding too, but just a little longer?”

I wait for Katherine to say something, anything, but she doesn’t. She pointedly looks away from me and presses her lips into a thin line, proving that she’s too much of a coward to even answer her friend. Well fine, if she wants to be like this then I will too. I won’t get sucked in by her and her puppy dog eyes again, I won’t keep being wrapped around her finger, this time I will be the one to put an end to it.

“Forget it.” I scrape my chair back. “If Katherine can’t stand to be around me because she’s scared of how I make her feel, then I’ll go. I wouldn’t want to cause any problems now, would I?”

“What does he mean by that?” I hear Tamara ask while I walk away. I don’t stick around for long enough to hear how Katherine responds. I hope she struggles with an answer, because I’m sure struggling with all of it now.

“You’re fucking pussy whipped,” I murmur to myself. “It’s time to get a God damn grip.”

I pace my apartment as temper courses through my veins. I can’t sit still, I can’t be calm, I can’t feel anything but angry. The worst part is I understand why Katherine is being like she is, I don’t have any real right to get mad when I agreed for us not to take things to the next level, but I suppose I can’t control my irrational emotions.

I want to get out, to do something, to take my mind off it all but my usual partner in crime is married now, he no longer lives with me and he has kids so he can’t just come out on a whim. I don’t really want to call any of they guys from the office either because they’re all still very much into their playboy days. I don’t need that.

Knock, knock.

Relief floods me. Someone’s at the door. It’s probably Logan wanting to know where I ran off earlier today. He’s already pretty suspicious about my behavior so today is bound to make it worse. I roll my eyes and stomp towards the door with temper burning and flickering inside of my stomach…

“Oh.” It isn’t Logan. A shock of flame red hair greets me, knocking me from my feet. I feel myself wobble with the surprise. We’re supposed to be done with each other. What now? “What are you doing here?”

“I… I came to say sorry. I know I shouldn’t… I acted badly and I…”

“It doesn’t matter,” I shoot back gruffly. “I know how you feel now.”

“No.” She forces her way inside. “It isn’t that, I just… I freaked out, I…”

“You what, Katherine? You couldn’t even stand to sit near me? Why? What the fuck was that?”

“It wasn’t like that, it was just awkward. In front of everyone. I keep thinking they’ll know.”

Her eyes are destroying me, tearing down my wall. My heart thunders, my breaths are ragged, something is happening. It’s swirling around us both, confusing me. It’s hard to think straight.

“They will know? Who?” I throw my hands up in despair. “And who cares anyway?”

“I… I thought you did.” She cocks her head curiously. “I thought we both did.”

“You can’t just throw me to one side, it’s totally messed up, it doesn’t work like…”

Oh God, I don’t even know how it happens, it barely makes any sense. Once minute we’re just talking and I’m trying to keep my distance, the next thing there are tongues, lips, teeth everywhere. My hands are all over her skin, yanking at the material while she undresses me in a similar manner. As soon as the atmosphere becomes thick enough to cut with a knife, this is what happens, we lose all control.

Longing explodes between us as pure pleasure and desperation flies from her mouth in a groan. She’s become primal, she’s transformed from woman to animal in an instant, unleashing my inner beast. I feed on her skin, sinking my teeth into her flesh as she pierces my skin with her nails.

“Oh, Kitty Kat.” Shit, I’m putty in her hands, she honestly turns my will power to dust. I’ve been so mad at her all day long and she’s immediately turned that on it’s head with her feminine wiles. “Fuck me.”

I walk her backwards until she falls backwards onto my couch. I hook my fingers around the waistband of her trousers and whip them off, taking her little g string with them. Once she’s completely naked, at least from the waist down, I drop to my knees and bury my face into her core. Het wet heat surrounds my nose, my lips, soaking me in her delicious scent.

I become a madman on a mission. I plunge my tongue into her, ravaging her, sending her body flying higher than air. While my tongue circles her clit, her back arches and she rolls her hips, pushing me further onto her. Katherine’s fingers work their way into my hair and she tries to control my movements, but I take back at least some of the power by gripping hold of her butt to make sure she can’t pull away. I know her well. When an orgasm nips at her heels too quickly, she attempts to slow things down and there’s not a chance in hell today.

“Oh, Alistair.” Her eyes roll to the back of her head. “Oh fucking hell, it’s too much…”

She bucks, her heels digging into the couch cushions. Her fingers tug at my hair, showing me just how near she is to the edge. She’s becoming wild and free, just the way I like her. I travel my eyes up her body, focusing on her contorted face as she blossoms and blooms. She’s fucking beautiful, I love the sight of her, it bolts straight down to my steel rod cock.

“Alistair.” The way she always uses my full name is foreplay itself. “Oh God, Alistair.”

She clamps and shudders violently as the orgasm rocks through her body. In this deep raw, vulnerable moment she’s all mine. I love it when she belongs to me. Especially when she cries out my name over and over again.

“Fucking hell.” I pull away sharply once she’s done and grab the nearest condom to me. Thank goodness I’ve always had the sense of mind to keep them within reach. I roll it over my length with trembling fingers and yank her body onto me so she wraps around me. Her walls clamp, the pleasure still racing through her which makes me cry out with desperate need.

She’s everywhere, all over me, taking over me completely. I’m nothing, she can have me, she can have everything as long as she keeps letting me do this with her.

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