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“I want you!” I practically growl.
Any restraint I may have had has been swept away by a current of lust so strong that I think my humanity may have been pulled along with it. I feel like a crazed animal. An animal whose actions are driven by nothing more than an overpowering primal instinct to mate. And right now, that animal is on the verge of being let out of its cage.
The latch on the other side clicks, and the door slowly opens to reveal a smug-looking Owen, who looks like he just won the grand prize on a slot machine. And without warning, I launch myself at him and tackle him to the ground.
CHAPTER6
OWEN
My arms flail, and my body goes careening backward from the impact of her little body colliding with mine. Bracing myself for the fall, I wrap my arms around her waist and hold her flush against me, using my body as a cushion for her fall.
My back hits the floor, the harsh impact knocking the wind out of my lungs, and I rest my head back against the cold hard tiles, sucking in gulps of air to ease the burn radiating through my chest.
Mac writhes on top of me and lifts her head from my chest, looking down at me with concern marring her features.
“Shit. Are you okay?” she pants, her heavy breaths fanning over my face, and my whole body hums with the feel of her body pressed against mine.
My throat constricts to the point of rendering me speechless and swallowing down the thickness, I nod my head “Mm-hmm,” I hum, my eyes searching hers and absorbing the way her aqua-blue irises still hold that hint of lust burning through them like the soft flickering a blue flame.
I knew she was nervous when coming to work today. With the way her cheeks were flushed and she was constantly nibbling on her bottom lip, it was obvious she was struggling to come to terms with what had happened between us.
This was why I knew that reverting back to what was familiar between us would make her feel more at ease.
That doesn’t mean I haven’t had struggles of my own. I barely slept a wink last night. That stolen moment we shared replayed in my mind on repeat, making my cock hard as steel and throbbing with an unrelenting ache to sink back into her sweet warmth.
I’d hoped that by forcing a confession out of her, she would finally admit that the chemistry between us isn’t just one-sided and perhaps even consider the possibility of us becoming so much more. But I never anticipated that my words would not only have the desired effect but would literally knock me off my feet.
Loose strands of her rich chocolate hair hang over her face and reaching up, I gently tuck a strand behind her ear, then lightly trace my fingers along the column of her neck. She sucks in a breath, the blue flame in her eyes burning brighter as she shivers slightly under my featherlight touch.
“So you do want me,” I whisper.
Her eyes suddenly turn ice cold, snuffing that blue flame out instantly and feeling her pulling away from me; I follow along with her as she sits up straight, with her legs straddling my waist.
Locking my arms around her, I hold her tight against me and train my gaze on hers. The warmth of her arousal seeps through the layers of fabric between us, making my cock pulse angrily, eager to bust through the barriers and seek out the pleasure taunting it with its close proximity.
She takes her bottom lip between her teeth and stares back at me, uncertainty rippling off her in waves. And wanting nothing more than to extinguish every ounce of self-doubt plaguing her mind, I cup her cheek and press my lips to hers. Her bottom lip pops out as she kisses me tentatively, almost like she’s unsure what to do next. So taking the lead, I break the kiss and brush my lips along her jawline, inhaling the sweet scent of coconuts and citrus emitting from her delicate skin.
“Owen,” she breathes, the sound of my name coming from her lips, singing to me like a sweet melody and making my heart swell. I feel her body start to go lax in my arms, and she tilts her head back to open up for me as I run my tongue along the curve of her neck and all the way up to her ear.
“Is there something you need, beautiful?” I whisper, then take her earlobe between my teeth and give it a gentle tug. She releases a breathy moan and presses her pussy flush against my cock, making tingles erupt at the base of my spine. Running my palms up the length of her thighs, I feel goose bumps break out along her skin, and slipping my hands under her dress, I grip her hips and coax her to grind down onto my aching cock.
“I—” she moans, then rolls her hips and starts grinding her pussy against my length in a steady rhythm, the friction setting off pulsating sparks deep within my groin.
“Tell me what you need.”
“I-I don’t know.”
I smile against her neck, then nip at the skin, making her gasp and grind down on me harder. “Sure you do,” I say, then continue to nibble and bite at her flesh in search of every one of her erogenous zones.
“You know what you need just as much as I do. You need my cock to bring you pleasure. And you can have it. It’s all yours. All you have to do is take it.”
“W-we shouldn’t,” she whimpers in a weak protest.
“We should,” I implore, gripping her hips tighter and driving my hips up to create more friction between us.
Her inner turmoil is evident. She’s at war with herself because hating me is all she’s ever known. She never thought this would happen between us, and to be honest, neither did I. Not because I didn’t want it to, but because I never thought she would be willing to give herself to me. But now that I have her, I don’t want to let her go. I want to break through her barriers until she surrenders herself to me fully.
“Take me, baby,” I practically beg, needing to be inside her more than I need to take my next breath. “Pull my pants down and take what’s yours. Put my cock inside you and use it to give yourself pleasure.”
