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“No!” I practically shout and stomp my foot like a child.
“For the love of fucking Christ, what’s wrong now?” he asks. I spin around and lean against the sink as I try my hardest to look sexy.
“I hurt,” I say in the best sad voice I can muster.
“Where?” I keep the smirk off my face as I reach out, grab his hand and place it flat against my pussy.
“Right, here.” His eyes darken, a small groan slips from his lips as he closes his eyes.
“We can’t.” His voice is pained. I can see from how stiff his shoulders are and the way his breathing has picked up that he’s close to giving in.
“Why? You said you would doanythingto make me feel better.” He slowly lifts his eyes to meet mine. I can see a war inside them, he wants me but he’s holding back. I don’t want to give him too much time to think, so I release my hold on his hand–which he leaves against my pussy—grab the hem of my shirt and slowly pull it over my head. Chucking it to the side, his eyes drop to my exposed tits. I grip the waistband of my booty shorts and push them down, forcing his hand away as I do. I stand here naked and ready for him to take me, but he still won’t make a move.
The buzz from the alcohol is still there so I decide to embrace it and allow my inner temptress out. I push up onto the counter and scoot back until my back is against the mirror. His gaze runs over me sending a trail of heat through my body. The hunger in his eyes is what gives me the courage to make my next move. I open my legs, bending them at the knee to balance on the edge of the counter. His eyes drop to my exposed pussy. I bite my bottom lip as I slowly trail my hand down my chest and stop when I reach the apex of my thighs. Darius clenches his hands into fists at his sides, he’s shaking, trying so hard to not give into his need. That’s fine, I’m no quitter and I plan to have him inside me tonight no matter what it takes. I slip a finger through my folds and gasp.
“Stop…that’s, you—fuck!” I smirk at his inability to form a coherent sentence. I push a finger inside my tight, wet hole, moaning his name as I do it. “Ah fuck,” he grits out. I continue to pump that finger in and out of myself a couple times before switching to circling my clit.
“Oh my God,” I breathe out as I arch my back off the mirror. “Yes!” I moan.
“Fuck it!” he growls before my hand is smacked out of the way. I smirk when he scowls at me.
“If you won’t make me come then I have no choice but to take care of my own needs.” He pushes forward until he stands between my legs, he bends his head down and ghosts his lips over mine as he says,
“I’m the only one who will be taking care of your needs, baby, no one else.” He smashes his lips against mine. I open for him like always. I try to deepen the kiss but he jerks back like I just burned him.
“What the fuck?” I shout. He shoots me a pleading look, urging me to understand but I don’t. “Why won’t you fucking touch me?” I gasp as it begins to dawn on me. “Oh my God…” I push off the counter and quickly grab my clothes before racing into our room and trying to find my bag to pack my stuff and leave.
“What the hell are you doing?” he asks as I start toward the closet to grab my things. He blocks my path but I can’t meet his stare.
“Let me go,” I snap as he grips my arms holding me still.
“Not until you tell me what the fuck is going on?” I drop my chin to my chest.
“You should have told me.” I hear the watery tone of my own voice.
“Told you what?” I shove him against his chest, causing him to stumble back a step. Not giving a shit that I’m standing here butt naked, I place my hands on my hips and hold his angry gaze.
“If knowing about Gary and what happened with Garrett has… put you off me, then you should have said something!” I latch onto my anger so I don’t cry, his face drops.
“The fuck, Leah?” I flinch at the anger in his voice. He eliminates the space between us, gripping the back of my neck in a punishing grip as he pulls me toward him. I try to shake free but he uses his other arm to wind around my waist and hold me flush against him.
“Let. Me. Go,” I snarl. He pushes his face against mine, not trying to mask the fury in his gaze.
“Shut the fuck up!” I keep the surprise off my face at how angry he is. “You think that the sight of you turns me off?” He thrusts his hips forward forcing me to feel his hard cock against my stomach. “Does that feel like the sight of you disgusts me?” he grits out.
“Then…why?” I ask.
“Because I didn’t want you think I was fucking pressuring you after everything you have been through. I wouldn’t blame you if the idea of sex put you off. But you couldn’t let me be the nice guy, could you?” I open my mouth to answer but no words come out. “Close your fucking mouth or I’m putting my cock in it and I’ll show you just how much the thought of fucking you disgusts me.” I’m a wanton mess. I can feel the slickness between my thighs, my nipples hard and begging for his touch.
“Do it,” I taunt. A sinister look enters his eyes before he darts his tongue out to lick my lips.
“You tempt me, but not tonight.” My face falls. “I’ll shove my cock down your throat tomorrow. Tonight, I’m gonna fuck you and show you just how much the sight of you makes me crazy and forces me to lose control. There is nothing about you that I don’t love.” I can’t even process his words before his mouth is on mine, he doesn’t hold back this time. This kiss isn’t rushed or forced, it’s him pouring all his feelings into it and showing me without words that he loves me. I wrap my arms around his neck, needing him closer. He moves his hands down my body leaving goosebumps in his wake as he grips the backs of my legs and lifts me. I break the kiss as I stare down at him, I see nothing but love and raw need for me in his eyes. “I love you, Leah, don’t ever doubt that.”
My brows draw in at his words, my heart takes flight inside my chest. “I love you too, now show me how much you want me,” I taunt. A dark smirk crosses his face, forcing me to quirk a brow in question.
“I plan to make you scream all night long. You ready for the silent treatment from your brother tomorrow?” I cringe and screw my face up in disgust.
“Don’t ever, and I mean ever, mention my brother when I’m naked and begging you to fuck me.” He laughs as he walks us back toward the bed and lowers me down gently. He stands there between my legs, looking down at me for a minute before he trails his fingers up the top of my thighs and along my stomach. The closer he gets to my tits makes me fight the shivers that want to break free. At the last second, he skims his hands around the sides missing my nipples and drawing a pained whimper from me.
