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Her breath is hot against my mouth as her lips curve. “I don’t want you to be gentle at all.”
Yup. I’m dead.
I blink because, really
, what do you say to that? But shit, I’m in trouble because I’m speechless. I’ve met hos—I can spot one a mile away—but Avery doesn’t give off that vibe. She seems like a good girl, someone with her shit together, not some ho at a party wanting to score.
I’m totally confused.
But I won’t let that ruin this. I may never get this chance again. So, swallowing hard, I whisper, “My room is downstairs.”
“Lead the way.”
Did I just say that?
Crap.
I did.
I just couldn’t control it. He makes me think the dirtiest things. Things I haven’t thought in a very long time. But I’m thinking them now, and I want them with him. So, yeah, I said it. And damn it, I want it.
Threading his fingers with mine, he looks deep into my eyes one last time and then he is off the wall, heading down the hall toward some stairs. I hadn’t realized the house was so big, and when we go into a hall, I notice no one is in here. It’s dark, sort of creepy, and maybe I should stop him? I don’t even know him. Crap. I’m no ho. I’m not about that life. I can’t be.
But then he is looking back at me with those dark green eyes, the want so apparent, the need for me coming off him in waves, and I know I want this.
I may not be one for the ho life, but I want to be the bedmate of Jace Sinclair.
At least for tonight.
But something deep inside me whispers, That may not be enough.
Yes, it will be. I can’t get involved with someone like him. He is going one way and I’m going the other. I know this, but I also know I can’t walk away from this without a piece of him. I may never have this chance again, and I refuse to have any regret in my life. Life is too precious, too quick, and can be taken away in the blink of an eye. I refuse to do anything but what I want.
And I want Jace.
Now.
The walk to his room is silent; the only thing I hear is the music above us and my heart in my ears. I should be freaked out that we are basically in the dungeon of the Bullies’ house, but to my surprise, I feel safe. I feel like nothing bad can happen to me when he is around. How does that happen? I’ve known this dude, no joke, maybe a total of an hour, and I’m about to sleep with him.
Oh, the look on my mother’s face if she knew…
But it feels right.
It just does. I don’t understand why and I refuse to look into it.
When he stops at his door, he looks back at me and I expect him to say something. Probably along the lines that this is my chance to back out. But he doesn’t and I’m glad. I’m worried I might have taken my out and run like a scared little girl. But I’m no little girl, hidden behind three older brothers who run my life. No, I’m Avery. I’m strong; I can do this. I can be the woman I want to be, and that woman is about to sleep with Jace Sinclair.
Before he opens the door, he pulls me to him, kissing me hard on the lips. I swear no one has ever kissed me like this. Not only are his lips thick and consuming but they have such promise in them. Not sure what the promise is for—a good time, dirty things to come, hell, I don’t know—but I want that promise. I want him and I can’t get over the way he looks at me. I know that’s what is drawing me to him. I may feel differently afterward, but right now, I’m going to enjoy being the center of his world.
After tearing his mouth from mine and leaving me gasping for breath, his eyes burn into mine, searching. I can only blink up at him, unable to understand why he is looking at me like that. He is so stunning, so beautiful, and I feel unbelievably gorgeous under his gaze. How could I think this was anything but right? Oh shit, what the hell is happening?
A grin curves his lips. “I don’t know what’s happening.”
My eyes fall shut as a grin covers my lips. “I just thought the same thing.”
As he squeezes my side with his large hand, I open my eyes, meeting his intense stare before he leans over, kissing me hard on the lips once more. I don’t pull away as he opens the door, and I swear I’m like a rag doll in his grasp. When he lifts me, I come crashing into his chest, the door slamming behind me before he pushes me up against it. The wood is hard under my back, but I don’t feel the pain—all I feel is him kissing me hard on the lips. I hear the lock of the door before his hands thread in my hair, pulling slightly as he holds me in place, his mouth destroying mine.
I wanted it rough, I didn’t want a gentleman, and Jace is delivering everything I need. I want to feel this, I want every touch to be seared into my brain, I never want to forget the moment Jace Sinclair took me and made me his for the night. My whole body is on fire. Everything. And man, I want him. As I arch up against him, he groans into my mouth and his hands move from my hands to my ass, pulling me hard against his solid, thick erection.
