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“Fuck,” he growled as I shoved him back. He looked at me quizzically, trying to put his lips back on mine.
“Michael! Stop it! What the fuck are you doing? You can’t scream at me one minute then expect me to just fall into your arms the second you change your mind.”
“Siena,” he moaned, trying to take my face in his hands.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I pushed at him, trying to make him look at me.
He gasped, something in his eyes breaking as he looked at me, a desperation I had never seen on his face before.
He lowered his forehead to mine. I could feel his heart beating, bursting inside his chest. “I need you to want me. I need you to need me.” Even though his voice was low, his words echoed in the small space.
My heart stopped. All the anger was gone from his voice. He sat there, vulnerable in front of me. I could feel him shaking. Everything cool and collected about him disappeared in front of my eyes.
I put my hand on his chest. “Michael.”
Nothing.
“Michael, look at me.”
His eyes slowly raised to mine. I could see a hint of shame in them, but also a hint of something else.No, Siena. Don’t go there.
“Michael.”
“Yes?” he whispered.
“Take me,” I whispered, pulling his shirt from his waistband, my hands sliding up his sides as I felt his obliques quiver under my touch.
His eyes lit up, looking straight into mine.
I smiled then, coaxing him. In our silence, with nothing between us but the pounding of the rain against the truck, I willed him to take me—to take me roughly and without surrender.
His lips curved into a gentle but heated smile as he looked deeper into me. He grinned wickedly, right before I ripped his shirt open, buttons popping off and flying around us. Then we lost ourselves in each other.
Siena
Icouldn’t tear my gazeaway from Michael’s as I slowly slid down the seat until he was hovering over me. Time seemed to stop as he looked at me.
He unbuttoned my shirt, keeping his eyes on me, watching me. I hummed as he moved his hand over my bare flesh. His nostrils flared with a deep inhalation. He shut his eyes as I brought my hands to his chest, running them over his impeccable pecs and down his rigid stomach. I pulled on his belt, jerking him closer to me, then undid it and the buttons on his jeans. I pushed at the waistband, shoving his pants down his legs. I moaned as soon as I realized I touched his smooth flesh because he wasn’t wearing anything underneath.
I struggled to get my own pants off and was happy when I could get one leg free.
He looked down between our bodies and chuckled. “You need some help there?”
“No. It’s fine.” I smirked at the coincidence of our situation. “I only need one leg free to do what I want.”
Michael grinned, then laughed as he put two and two together. He teased me with his kisses, and I lost myself to him, his lips moving from my mouth then down my neck. I could feel his warm breath against my skin. He pulled the cups of my bra down, freeing my breasts, and took one nipple into his mouth as he palmed the other one, pinching with his finger and thumb. I arched up, my head hitting the door behind me. I ignored the slight pain as I relished in his mouth roaming over my skin, then back up to my lips.
I opened my eyes, whispering against his mouth, “I need to feel you.”
He stared right into me as his hand moved over my waist and slowly down my leg. My muscles clenched in anticipation of where he was headed. He took my lip roughly between his and pulled me to him. He deepened the kiss, his tongue invading my mouth, his finger moving under the soft fabric of my underwear to massage my clit. I groaned out as he slipped one digit inside me and began to move.
His free hand fisted into my hair, and his other pleasured me with his rough, sensuous touch. Our tongues slid against one another’s, mirroring what he was doing with his fingers. I gasped as his hand left me and he bent toward me, grinding his cock against me. “Yes,” I moaned as I wrapped my leg around him.
He cupped my breast roughly in his hand. But he didn’t take me like I thought he was going to. Instead, he looked at me as if trying to memorize this moment.
I slid my tongue up the length of his neck, tasting the saltiness of his glistening skin. I groaned out as he pressed his hardness against me. He kissed me, urgently touching, tasting every inch of skin he could get his mouth on.
Wanting to tease him the way he was teasing me, I palmed him and stroked my hand up and down.
