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His shoulders tense up.
“What are you doing?” he asks.
“You still don’t understand?” I ask, my voice goes high, and I don’t recognize my tone. I sound hysterical.
“You’re drunk.”
He sighs and runs a weary hand through his hair.
“Look, I’m going to forget what you did on the floor with the other clown. I won’t say anything to your brother, we’ll pretend nothing happened and you, on your side, will stop drinking.”
“The Nolan Jones special,” I say bitterly. “Forget everything.”
He frowns, stepping back slightly.
“You know you’re not always going to be able to run away? Pretend that nothing is happening, that nothing ever happened on that fucking couch. Actually, that’s the problem. That’s what this should be talking about right now, Nolan.”
“Scar.”
His deep voice sends a swarm of butterflies to my stomach, but his warning sounds hollow and I step forward even more. With my head slightly upright, I force him to lower his head to keep our eyes anchored. He towers over me, and I can hear hisheart beating in his chest from here. Or maybe it’s mine that is pounding as my senses fill withhim.
“Swear to me that you forgot,” I whisper. “Swear to me it didn’t matter to you. Swear to me that you don’t think about it at night when you go to bed every day when you pass by that couch.”
“Scarlett.”
His voice is low, he doesn’t move, stares at me, and this time his breathing changes. It’s barely noticeable, like the glow in his eyes. It’s there, I can feel it. Like the change in the air. It’s heavy, loaded, electric.
“I think about it all the time. I think of your mouth. Your hands on my body. The smell of your skin, the warmth of your fingers. The feeling between m—”
His mouth crashes into mine and silences me with force. I stifle a moan, clutching his T-shirt so I don’t fall over as his hand dips to the back of my neck. His tongue titillates my lip for a moment, then forces its way to my mouth. His taste is the same. Slightly sweeter, but still just as addictive. He wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me up against him. My legs tighten on his hips, and he walks a few steps before my butt hits a hard surface. He sticks closer to me, between my spread thighs, without letting go of my mouth, which he mistreats with dexterity. The assaults of his tongue are frank, languorous. I feel like his anger is pouring out between us, along with my frustration, my desire, his want. He pulls me closer to him, making our two bodies collide. The bump in his pants is huge, and a whining sound escapes my throat when I feel it against my sex.
“Nolan.”
My voice dies in his kiss. He says nothing, slips a hand under my top, and cups my breast with an expert hand. My head tilts back. He takes the opportunity to bury his face in my neck. Hesucks my skin, kisses it, licks it. Everything spins around me, and my hips move back and forth, seeking for more contact. As he is kissing my collarbone, the heat between my legs doesn’t weaken, I push off of the wooden crate. Nolan steps back, letting go of his grip to stare at me with confused eyes.
I place my hand on his chest, forcing him to take another step back, then, without taking my eyes off him, I drop to my knees. I see the exact moment when he understands what I want to do. What I’mgoingto do. He swallows and watches me undo his belt. His eyes close for a second as I lower his underwear along with his jeans. He is almost naked and it’s only when his sex stands proudly in front of me that I realize what is happening. I have a moment of doubt, tiny and he feels it.
“You don’t have to…”
He doesn’t finish his sentence, his tone is hoarse, his eyes gleaming and I grab his penis with a firm hand before unrolling the condom he hands me.
Even if it’s just once, just this once, I want it to be beyond my expectations. Because him and me, like that, I always dreamed of it.
I bury his penis between my lips and his moan echoes between my thighs. Mouth half-open, he doesn’t take his eyes off me. Head down, he watches me sucking him, biting his cheeks whenever I increase my grip a little. I lick his glans, suck his balls, titillate his penis with my tongue along its entire length. He sighs loudly, rocking his hips back and forth to give me a rhythm.
“Damn, this is so good.”
I moan, and the vibration it causes against his erection makes him flinch.
“Scarlett.”
His fingers dig into my hair, and I suck him in even more. He presses my head to get deeper and the feeling of knowinghe’s managing the pace tickles my lower belly. I like to see him like this, his eyes filled with a raw desire that I’m going to have a hard time getting rid of. This guy is sublime, even in this position.
Especiallyin this position.
While I’m on my knees, giving him a blowjob that’s driving him crazy.
He grabs a few locks and shifts me with a groan. I stand up, kissing him full on the lips. He pushes me against the crates, unbuttons my jeans, and plunges his fingers into my underwear. My body shakes, my eyes close and my head falls back.
