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“You haven’t screamed,” I noticed as I took a careful step, closing the distance between us. “Or moved.”
She held her next breath. I could feel the want in the inch between our bodies, smelling her arousal.
Something in me snapped. I had to touch her—just once. To know how her skin felt against mine, to get just a taste of her so I could carry the touch in my mind when I fucked someone else.
A lump formed in my throat as she swallowed thickly, gulping as she finally let out the breath she’d been holding.
I brushed my thumb over her chin, tilting her head up, stroking up to her plump lips, dragging her bottom lip until I could feel the fleshy inside against my skin.
Fuck.
My other hand grazed her narrow waist. I wanted to undo her, to steal every piece of her. A carnal need sharpened her features as she paused to look into my eyes. I felt like she was already mine, yet she belonged to another.
She leaned into me, the curve of her breasts pressing against my chest. She breathed hot air against my neck, teasing words from her tender lips. “We can’t do this.” They were desperate, as if she was reminding herself, not me.
“Then tell me to go,” I said. “Like every time before. You’ve destroyed me.”
The silence was deafening. The orange glow shone on her petite shoulders, over her sun-kissed arms and down to her fingers which whispered a touch to my chest. “Yet, here you are. I never stopped thinking about you. Do you want me to admit I was wrong for leading you on before?”
“Only if you mean it.”
She splayed her fingers over my shirt. “I don’t regret it. I enjoyed our games, and I loved watching you succumb to me. Niall, the guy who could love no woman, begging for my kiss.”
The door creaked, and I grabbed her, pulling her into the bathroom, slamming the door behind us. I held her close to my body, clamping my hand over her mouth.
I could hear him from the bathroom, both of us lost in the dark as he rustled what sounded like papers and called out from behind the closed door, “Babe, you in there?”
Reaching into the shower with one arm, I turned on the water, smirking as it drowned out her quickening breaths. “Tell your boyfriend you’re taking a shower,” I whispered into her ear, feeling her body stiffen against mine, “that you’ll be out soon.”
She nodded behind my hand, a breath escaping through my fingers, the last of her resolve melting into me. “I’ll be out soon,” she called back. “Just taking a shower.”
“Things have changed this time,” I said, my voice barely a whisper. “There will be no begging. Now, be quiet for me.”
She gulped, her voice barely a whisper. “Lock the door.”
My chest tightened as I ran my hands down the curve of her hip, sending feather touches to her thigh. “No.”
Before she could protest, I pinned her against the wall, hearing her boyfriend moving something in the next room. My hand glided around her neck, fingers tightening on her throat as our lips clashed, my tongue entwining with hers. The fleshy pressure against mine pulsed my cock, and a low, guttural groan escaped my mouth before I could stop it.
A warmth in my stomach spread through me, setting every nerve on fire as I deepened the kiss, guiding her movements. Something primal awoke, and I danced my fingers between her legs, her thighs falling open for me.
She was dripping, her panties soaked. Her fingers clawed into my hair, fisting my long waves. Her mouth bit into my chest as she moaned, my body muffling the sound. I’d wanted this for years, yearned for her in my dreams every night. I wasn’t going to have Astor fucking ruin this.
I fisted her hair, tugging on the curls, angling her head as I brushed my mouth to her neck. She tugged me closer, fitting us together. I rocked my hips, and her thighs clenched. Every red flag was lost as I felt her on me, obvious now that we belonged together. Entangled as one.
I nudged her panties to the side, feeling the slick of her desire sliding against me. Her body quivered, a gasp escaping as I teased closer to her opening.
She unbuttoned my pants, and my erection sprang free. Gently, she gripped her hand around my length, rubbing up and down, slow at first, but quickening with every few strokes. She groaned behind closed lips as she felt me, tilting softly into a moan I wanted to bottle and own.
I slid three fingers inside her, pushing her to the edge, feeling her drip for me. An ache grew in my groin, waving through me as I craved every part of her.
Pushing my fingers in harder, until her wetness slicked down over my hand, I pressed my lips tight. She moaned a little louder this time, and I clamped my free hand back over her mouth, shaking my head. “Careful, baby girl. Moan into me.” I pressed her head against my chest, and she bit down against me, her groans devoured by muscle.
“Gwen?” Astor called from right outside the door. “Are you okay?”
She stopped grinding against my fingers. Fucking asshole. I’d go out there and rip his head off if I could. If it wouldn’t kill Gwen for me to do it.
I leaned down, carefully lowering my hand from her mouth. “Answer.”
