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“I don’t need or want a pity fuck,” I bit out, annoyed with this entire night.
“Good, because I don’t give pity fucks,” she snapped, that fire back, making my dick hard.
“Don’t put your hands on me again unless you’re ready to get fucked, baby,” I warned her. “I have no problem waiting for our tenth, twentieth, or fiftieth date. I am fine with leaving here with the promise of a second date only.” I could feel the blood that wasn’t filling my dick rushing through my ears. “Do not play with me, Sinclair. I’m not the one.”
With a spine of steel, I watched the destructive sorceress reach out, place her hands back on my chest, then run them up my shirt. Her eyes never left mine as she stretched up on her tiptoes to kiss me, and I smirked down at her when it became obvious that she couldn’t reach without me leaning down.
“This is your last warning, Sinclair.”
“Duly noted,” she drawled out like I was tiresome or something.
“I mean it,” I bit out, my hands itching to grab her.
“Such a gentleman,” she remarked as her hands pulled on my shirt.
Fuck it.
I reached down, grabbed her hips, then lifted her until her legs were wrapped around my waist. My lips slammed down on hers, and we both let out a low moan. Sinclair felt petite and perfect in my arms, and if she changed her mind, I was fairly certain that it would drive me insane.
Aware enough to remember that we were out in the hallway, I walked us into her apartment, then kicked the door closed with my foot. I turned us around until I had Sinclair’s back pressed up against the wall, and with her hands tangled in the back of my hair, I kept kissing her like she was the last woman that I was ever going to kiss. I was hoping that she was, but Sinclair Hansen was going to take some work to convince. This precious woman had a guarded heart, and what a fucking victory it would be to win that heart.
I broke off the kiss, then attacked her neck. “You’re mine,” I said, making the decision for her. “After tonight, you’re all mine, baby.”
“Orion…” she moaned.
I nipped her delicate skin. “Tell me what I want to hear, Sinclair.”
“I’m not even sure if I like you,” she replied, making me chuckle, despite how turned on I was.
“Baby, the way your thighs are wrapped around my waist tells me that you like me just fine,” I said before going back to marking her.
“This could be just sex,” she sassed.
“Yeah, it could be,” I replied. “Between me and you only, and for the rest of our lives.”
The woman groaned.
When I was done marking her, I asked, “Where do you want me, baby?”
“Right here,” she answered, and a part of me wondered if she was secretly challenging my stamina.
“You like getting fucked up against the wall?” I asked, already reaching underneath her dress.
Pulling back, the crazy girl looked me in the eye as she said, “I wantyouto fuck me up against the wall.”
Yep, she was challenging my stamina.
“With pleasure, baby,” I chuckled, ready to make her regret ever doubting me.
With the wall supporting most of her weight, I held onto her right thigh with one hand while the other made its way between her legs. The second that my fingers slid inside the gusset of her panties, they were met with a thick wetness that had me groaning. Sinclair was drenched, and she could say that she didn’t like me all she wanted; the proof of her lie was coating my fingers right now.
“Oh, Christ…” she moaned, making my dick even harder.
“I want to taste you,” I told her as I slid two fingers inside her.
“You can taste me later,” she panted. “God, that feels good.”
“I want to taste you now,” I insisted. “I don’t want to wait until later.”
