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Presumably, being back in Wayward made her want to push boundaries and stoke fires. “What things?” she asked.
She had worn a simple white T-shirt and a pair of loose-fitting jeans and wished she’d opted for one of Grant’s bulletproof vests to hide nipples that were stiff, painful peaks, even more pronounced with her leaning back on her elbows.
There was no hiding them now, as they were close to taking out an eye if she wasn’t careful.
Instead of answering her question, he chose to torture her instead by running his index finger down the side of her neck, and over her clavicle, making her swallow convulsively. The hair on her forearms prickled all over her skin and she didn’t think it was possible, but her nipples were now so hard they could cut glass.
To her utter relief and torture, his finger grazed over one nipple and then to her surprise, he pinched it. Hard.
Rearing back her head, hissing in a breath, and nearly orgasming on the spot, she panted, breathing in and out and trying to make sense of the pulsating but satisfying sensation.
For a moment she considered latching on to his ears to navigate his mouth over her distended nipples as a salve and then beg him to pinch it all over again.
But her mouth got in the way of her good sense.
“Is that it?”
She had to know. Did he want to make love to her with a fiery passion or put her out of everyone’s misery by knocking her over the head and making a skin suit out of her? The answer to that question seemed somehow pertinent and based on current facts, plausible.
He answered by clasping his hand on her hip and forcibly pushing her entire body to the side and under him, until his pulsing erection was snug against her. His hand latched on to her hip with a grip that was sure to leave bruises, his pinkie finger stealthily wedged itself beneath the waistband of her jeans.
What do you know? The town-loving mayor had turned into a bully.
She blinked at the revelation. Lucas Santos was bullyingher.
“You’re… very… aroused.” she said, stating the obvious. “Are you going to do something about the battering ram in your pants, or are you just curious to see if I’m trimmed up or sporting a bush?”
He chuckled with zero humor. “That fucking mouth.”
In retaliation he bent his knees and thrust the aforementioned battering ram upward to hitch her higher.
“Pay close attention,” he whispered in her ear, pinning her to the counter as she saw stars. “I’m done protecting you, looking out for you. The tables have turned, and now, I’m only interested in punishing you. Retribution. And you want to know why? Because I’ve earned it. For every smart-mouthed remark, every swing of your hips, and all of the lies that you have told me without an ounce of regret.”
After some of the stars hovering in her line of vision evaporated, she grabbed his paddle-sized hand with the dirty little pinkie and shoved it down the front of her pants.
Lucas bit out, “Aw, fuck.”
His fingers delved over smooth skin. As if the revelation of her below-the-waist, smooth terrain made him more angry, he pushed two fingers through her folds and inside of her.
For the moment, Birdie wasn’t sure if they were making out or battling for the upper hand. Apparently, considering where his fingers were currently wedged, paying close attention to a particular sensitive spot, he was definitely winning the battle, if not the war.
“If this is you punishing me…” She paused as his other hand lifted her shirt and at the same time, one side of her bra, his mouth latching onto her distended nipple. She moaned at the pain, pleasure. Gathering herself she finished her statement. “…sign me up. Or, tie me up, for that matter. But if you’re going to do something, do it now,” she gasped, standing on her tiptoes and holding on to his shoulders for balance.
As if her words brought some sense of lucidity, he froze.
To Birdie’s dismay, she wiggled and fidgeted trying to resuscitate his efforts, but it was as if the words she had spoken had sobered him.
Omigod, shut up! You’re so close to getting everything you ever dreamed of, well, except for the HEA, but, honestly, who was she kidding with that? Would you please just shut up and let the man fuck you!
It was too late to take her own advice as the mere sound of her voice seemed to have the same effect on Lucas as a bucket of cold water on a tomcat poised to score.
He removed his hand from her pants and thrust once against her hips, a total tease move, before stepping to the side and acting as if completely unaffected.
She almost cried out at the loss of all that glorious girth cradling her, and then those magical fingers that had come close to finishing the job, but managed to not embarrass herself any further.
Then his face morphed into Angry Lucas. Shoving both hands through his hair and avoiding her gaze.
“You can stay here beginning tomorrow night. I’ll let Mia know I’d love to have her stay for a couple weeks or the rest of the summer, if she wants.”
