Page 115 of Imperfect Love


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“So, you got rid of my ex?”

Of course, he doesn’t even turn around, and I realize he can see me in the reflection of the window on the opposite side of the room.

“Yeah. So, you owe me. Move out. That will be payment enough.”

“Are you going to keep standing there like a coward?”

He isn’t nice, and I know he’s doing it to get me riled up. Still, I can’t help but take the bait. It’s immature, but I stomp over.

“I’m not being a coward.”

His smile is not especially friendly, but it sends a shaft of heat coursing through my blood, and I curl my toes.

“What do you call running away from me last night, hiding out all day, then scurrying away after the meeting?”

Oh, he is so sure of himself. My fingers itch to smack him, but my lips tingle with the memory of our kiss.

“You think that’s the reason?”

One eyebrow rises. “You have another reason?”

“Sure. I know you’re infatuated with me. I was trying to let you down gently.”

There that sounded like a reason, right?

He cocks his head, studying me in a way that makes my right eye twitch and my nipples harden. Ugh. Of course, my adverse reactions to him have me befuddled, and he uses it to his advantage. He rises so fast I don’t have time to react before he pulls me down to the couch, then covers my body with his.

“Let’s put that theory to the test.”

Then he slams his mouth down on mine.

ChapterTwenty-Eight

Avery

The moment Jon’s mouth touches mine, my brain goes completely blank. Like completely shuts down, just like last night. And tonight, I have had no alcohol. It’s all Jon’s mouth on mine, his tongue in my mouth, and, oh, God, his cock. He’s hard, and again, even through our clothes, I’m impressed by the size.

He hums against my lips, and I feel it all the way down to my lady parts. How does he do that? It’s like he knows what gets me going, and I can’t understand that at all. He breaks the kiss only to attack my neck, and my pulse scrambles. His heart is beating hard against my chest, so at least I’m not alone.

“Jon, we shouldn’t. This is insanity.”

He scrapes his teeth against the sensitive flesh just beneath my jaw. I shiver, my mind going blank.

“Tell me to stop.”

“I did.”

“No, you said it was insane, and we shouldn’t do it. You didn’t say stop.” He murmurs the words against my neck. God, that’s sexy. “So, tell me to stop, and I will.”

I open my mouth to do that, but I can’t. Because I want this. I want him—on top of me, his mouth on my body.

Fuck.

And I don’t use that word often, but I think it works in this situation.

He rises up to look down at me. His face is as flushed as my entire body feels. “This is your last chance.”

“Last chance?”

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