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“I’m saying yes,” she repeated, defiance ringing in her voice. There were nerves, too, as he was silent after, at a loss for words. Just looking at her. “I realize it makes me flaky for changing my mind. I’m a jerk and you deserve better.”
There was still no response and it was unbearable. She swallowed her dismay and tried to be understanding.
“You are free to change your mind—”
“Thank goodness,” he cut in, his voice close to a growl. “Thank the hell.”
And then he was swooping in and driving all her doubts away.
The door slammed shut and she was abruptly pressed against it, with no recollection of how she got there and how he had cornered her. All she knew was that his hands were on her hips, clutching her dress and still not touching. His mouth was breathing harshly against her ear, but he was also inhaling her neck as if he could drown in her scent. Her nipples puckered at his visible arousal, one that he still fought so valiantly.
“I missed you.”
The confession snatched her breath. “I missed you too.” Then, “I want this, Rick.”
His fists gripped tighter.
“You have to be sure. Otherwise—”
“Sure. Very sure. Kiss me.”
He didn’t need to be told twice. The casual, unaffected Rick was gone as the one in front of her took her face in his hands and kissed her with the same driven focus that she had missed so much. His mouth moved over her in hunger, in desperate impatience. His body pressed against her, hard and unable to hide what he had hidden in the last few days.
“You’re hard,” she whimpered the moment his erection touched her belly, its heat seeping out of his clothes. “Even after I shut you out and acted difficult.”
“Em, you could throw a tantrum and I would still be hard for you. You don’t know how many nights I got hard just thinking of you. You don’t know how much jerking it took me to get out of that state, only to think of you again and get hard again.”
Crude, dirty Rick shouldn’t have turned her on so much, but here she was, quivering at every rough word.
“Just at night?” she shot back.
She felt the grin against their kiss, right before his tongue dove in and tapped hers. She lost herself in the kiss before his next words brought her back.
“Every fucking second, Em. Every time you so much as looked in my direction.”
If he kept this up, she was going to spontaneously combust again before they even got anywhere. But Rick had other ideas when he pulled her away from the wall and deposited her on the soft, fluffy bed where she also had hours of restless, lust-ridden nights. His mouth found hers again, slowing down the kiss to savor. Even his hands were slow when they parted her top and—
“Holy mother of…” He swallowed, lust smoldering and gulping hard. “No bra?”
“Some of your folks don’t wear one,” she returned.
“Hot. So hot.” His murmur breathed hot air against her neck, then one breast. “Pretty.”
His mouth closed in on a nipple, taking the ache away. But she whimpered when a new one formed, sharper and stronger than the first, a pulling, aching sensation every time his tongue brushed her tip. She hissed a breath when he suckled softly, then pulled at his hair when he sucked harder. A chuckle cruised from his throat as he took his time playing with her tits and essentially drove her higher and higher into arousal. The maddeningly slow pace had impatience blossoming until she couldn’t take it anymore and pushed him back.
“Tell me what you want,” he suggested. “Tell me—shit.”
“You have the oddest choice of words.” She smiled against his neck, then coveted another kiss as she rolled him to his back and straddled him. “I can find what I want.”
Their mouths battled between a contrast in speed while her hands trailed down, removing his shirt and exploring the hard packs of muscles underneath. His stomach shuddered when she raked a finger there, but it was her hand rubbing over his bulge that had him sucking ferociously on her tongue. Wanting more, she skidded a hand inside and wrapped it around his bare cock. The tip was already wet and she felt it harden further when she started stroking.
“Em,” he called out. “Wait a minute…Emerald.”
A harder stroke and there were no more words from him as his hips arched into her hand and his kisses turned bruising. Triumph blazed but became the last thing in her mind when she found that grinding herself against him made it feel like they were humping again, albeit with lesser clothes this time. The ridge of his cock found the slit under her panties, and their grinding shot to the next level. He sat up, grunting, kneading her breast, licking the tip. She thumbed the side of his cock and his teeth grazed the side of her neck.
“My mouth,” she said. “I want this in my mouth.”
There was a curse, explosive and resounding.
