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“I didn’t…” She gasps, and I raise my head, so I can look into her eyes again. Her green eyes brim with tears. Two big fat tears escape her eyes and slip down her cheeks, the cold droplets crash onto my hands. I’m not sure what it is that causes me to release her, the tears, or maybe the look in her eyes?
Yes, I want her to be afraid of me. Her fear is what makes my blood sing, but the way she’s looking at me right now… like I might kill her? Yeah, I don’t like that.
“You did. You ruined my family, you ruined him, and you ruined me, all with one single lie.” I crawl backward off the bed, putting more distance between us because right now, I don’t know which side of me will win out. The one that wants to own her, or the one that wants to destroy her.
Willow sits up, clutching the blanket to her chest like it could possibly save her from me. What a joke. Her black hair is in disarray, and her lips are swollen. Fuck, I didn’t even get to kiss her. Not that she deserves a kiss… my first kiss. She deserves nothing, not to be here, and certainly not my attention.
“I didn’t lie, Parker. I swear to you. He was there that night. I saw him leave…” Her words are like acid rain pouring down on me, eating away at my resolve. I don’t want to hear her lies anymore. I don’t want to hear anything but silence. I. Need. Silence. Without even thinking about my next move, I cross the space that separates us, thread my fingers in her hair and pull her to my face, crushing our lips together, sealing my hate for her with a punishing kiss. My movements are so quick that Willow has little time to react until the kiss is underway.
Gasping into my hungry mouth, she releases her hold on the blanket, so she can use both hands to push me away. She shoves against my chest, but her efforts are futile. I’m not letting go now, not now that I’ve kissed her. Now I’m going to taste, devour, own.
With a handful of her hair, I pull her head back, making her yelp in pain. Her mouth opens, and I take that opportunity to taste her. I slide my tongue past her lips and into her hot wet mouth. Finally, she is mine. She moans, and I feel the sound vibrating through me, all the way to my toes. I need her, want her.
Without thinking, I deepen the kiss, melting into her. Sliding onto the bed, my senses are overwhelmed by her, her smell, her taste, the feel of her skin against mine. I feel compelled to strip her bare and fuck her slowly and deeply. I want to feel her inside and out. Nothing could stop me.
One moment her small hands are pushing me away, and the next, they are wrapping around my neck, pulling me closer. This way, I can feel every shapely inch of her body through the flimsy camisole and sleep shorts she’s wearing. Pebbled nipples press against my chest, and I bite back a groan. I want to suck them, bite them.
Willow moves beneath me, grinding herself against my body, bringing my attention elsewhere. With her slim arms wrapped around my neck, she pulls me closer, almost like she can’t get enough of me. Like the air, and our clothing is still too much space.
Then something inside my brain snaps. I feel its effect all the way down my spine. She wants this. The reality of it is a motherfucker, and I sober up at the thought.
She wants this… she wants me.
Breaking the kiss, I untangle her arms from around my neck and push up from the bed, needing to put distance between us. We’re both breathing heavily, and even in the dim light, I can see the shock written all over her face.
Does she think this is a game?
“What do you think you’re doing?” I growl at her.
“Me?” Her voice goes high-pitched, and her brows shoot up her forehead. “You came into my room, got in my bed, tried to… god knows what…I didn’t… You. You kissed me!” Her finger thrusts in my direction, and I’m half tempted to reach out and break it. I tamp the need down, but just barely…
“This whole time you pretended to hate me—”
“I do hate you!” She interrupts me.
“You didn’t hate me a minute ago when you were clawing at my back to get closer.” I hate this… this power she has. How weak I become when I think of her being mine. “This is not how it works. This is not for your pleasure. You don’t get to make the rules. I do.” I seethe, my jaw aching with the pressure of my clenched teeth.
