Page 53 of Tangled Up


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Finally, I felt the plushness of his lips and the scrape of his teeth.

Finally, I could let go of the anxieties holding me back.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, bringing my body flush with his. I could feel his hard cock against my stomach, and Ineededto be closer. At my whimper, he picked me up, urging my legs around his waist to walk me backwards until I was pressed up against the wall.

“Fuck, Gem,” he breathed, his lips brushing along my jaw as he thrust one hand into my hair, the other tight on the outside of my thigh. He ground his length against me as he adjusted the angle of his lips, coaxing my tongue out to meet his. He kissed like he fought, to win, to bend me to his will.

This time I was going willingly.

He released his hold on my hair to trail his hand down to my chest, his thumb brushing over my nipple. The elastic didn’t make it easy on him, but he finagled my strap down low enough so he could put his mouth on the top of my breast, his tongue hot and wet. Then his teeth were on me, and I yelped.

“You bit me!”

He raised his head, a lazy, lust-filled smile crawling across his face. “I wanted to for a long time.”

“Jesus, you’re going to kill me.” I slumped my head back against the wall, and he dragged his hand up past my collarbone to my throat, where his fingers rested against my hammering pulse.

“I should go.”

“What? No.”

He situated the strap of my sports bra in place then gently dropped my feet to the floor before not so surreptitiously adjusting his pants. “Yeah.”

I shook my head. “You don’t have to. We didn’t even get to eat anything.”

“I’m not hungry right now.” He curled his hand around my neck and bent to nip at my collarbone. “At least not for food.”

“But—”

He placed a lingering kiss below my ear then rested his forehead against mine. “Let me be a gentleman tonight, huh? We gotta big couple of days coming up.”

I couldn’t argue with that, but also…he could stay a little bit longer.

He straightened up to his full height and plucked at my pouty bottom lip with his thumb, grinning my favorite crooked smile. I was no match for that smile. All his smiles, really, but especially that one. My body drooped against his, my head on his chest so I could hear the rumble under my ear when he said, “I won’t be so gentlemanly next time.”

“Promise?”

He caught my chin between his fingers, forcing me to look at him. “I promise.” He kissed me once more. “You need a ride tomorrow?”

“In the red Transformer out there?”

He squinted one eye thoughtfully in an attempt at being cute. It worked. “I was thinking the Mercedes.”

“That’s worse than the truck. How about I pick you up in my new electric car?”

“Am I even allowed in it with red meat and gasoline in my veins?” He toggled his eyes between my own as if he were memorizing the exact color of them.

“I’ll permit it this one time,” I said, and he nodded, sliding his fingertips down my cheek, blazing a trail of fire.

“Good.” Then he kissed me once more, so sweet and tender, my heart fluttered, endeavoring to fly out of my chest. “Have a good night.”

Before I could snap myself out of my daze, he’d walked out of my bedroom and down the hall, calling back, “Pick me up at four thirty.”

Then he was gone with a quiet snick of the front door. I flung myself onto the bed, one arm over my feverish forehead. I was in trouble.

CHAPTERSEVENTEEN

Jason

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