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Fucking hell.
He teases me with the head of his cock, my back arching with his movements causing me to whimper. “Please,” I beg, “I need you inside of me. Now.”
I don’t remember the last time I begged someone, but here we are. Before I can think too deeply about it, he sinks inside of me slowly. I feel my walls stretch around his girth and the grunt he lets out when he’s balls deep is sexy as hell.
I squeeze my walls around him and rock my hips, wanting him to move, needing him to move. His mouth descends on mine, kissing me passionately, as he starts to pull out and thrust back in. What starts out slow and steady quickly builds into more. So much more.
My hips move to meet his as he fucks me hard and deep. I moan each time I feel him hit the back of my channel, my back arching and stars dancing across my vision.
“Fuck, Rhett,” I plead, “so good. Don’t stop.”
“I’m not going to ever stop, Firestorm,” he growls.
The haze of pleasure I’m lost in is the only thing stopping me from disputing his words. They’re quickly swept away in the heat of the way our bodies move and the pleasure building inside of me. I get lost to it, swept away. All of it building. Growing.
My nails dig into Rhett’s back and I’m right there. He’s holding me so tight, and I can’t fight it anymore. I don’t think I want to. Is this what I’ve been running from for years?
His blue-grey eyes lock with mine and he rasps, “Come all over my cock, Phoenix. Now.”
His command and the way he’s looking at me, pushes me right over the edge and I make a strangled sound as my body locks tight, my pussy squeezing his shaft while my vision goes double for a moment. It’s too much and not enough all at once.
“Yes,” he grunts, my name falling from his lips next as he pushes deep inside of me and fills the condom with his cum.
We’re a panting mess as exhaustion and satisfaction fills me. I’m barely aware of him pulling out of me, disposing of the condom, and cleaning me up. I know I should get up and go home, alone, but I can’t bring myself to do it right now.
I’ll just rest my eyes for a moment and then I’ll go. Back to my life where I don’t do commitment. Back to the patterns which have kept my heart safe for so fucking long.
It doesn’t matter how nice it feels to be wrapped up in Rhett’s arms. It won’t last. It can’t.
CHAPTER 4
RHETT
I’ve spent all day watching my girl and I’m not even a little bit ashamed. I think I should be, or, at least, other people would feel shame if they were following someone around like I’ve been. I can’t seem to muster up that emotion.
Because Phoenix is mine.
She slipped out of my bed this morning thinking I wasn’t awake. I was. I knew the moment she woke up and realized she was still in my bed.
As if I didn’t know she was going to try and slip away from me. I could see it in her eyes last night—she doesn’t think this thing between us was more than one night. She has no idea I’m going to be locking her down forever and she took the first opportunity to run from me.
I figured she would need to go back to Aces to get her car and was relieved when I got there before her. It didn’t take much to follow her and she seemed to be lost in her own little world as she walked inside her apartment building.
She was inside for a little while, but I kept a watch and when she came out in some workout gear, I was intrigued. I followed her to a dance studio, and I’ve never been more thankful for those giant windows in the front than I was when she joined a class.
I could watch her body move for hours. She’s so damn graceful. There was something else too. She came alive when she danced. I could see the peace on her face with each movement.
Even after the class ended, she stuck around for a little while and danced. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her. I don’t know which is more beautiful—the look on her face when she’s dancing or the one when she’s coming undone for me.
It’s a really tight race there, but I realized, as I watched her, I don’t have to choose which one is better. If she’ll let me in, I’ll be able to enjoy her expression in so many situations. I look forward to the day when she realizes that running and hiding from me isn’t going to help anyone, certainly not herself.
I watched as she ran a few errands and then went back to her apartment before I followed her back to work. Once I knew she was safe in Aces, I went home to grab a shower and change. I wasn’t going to walk inside the club wearing sweats.
I step up to the door and Tex, one of the bouncers who has seen me in the weeks I’ve spent watching my girl, is standing there with a raised eyebrow as he looks me over. He doesn’t seem surprised to see me. Even if he is, I don’t really give a fuck. I’m here for my girl.
“You’re back again.” There’s a challenge in his voice, “Didn’t you get what you wanted last night?”
Tex is a big dude. Even though adrenaline and rage fill me with his words, I don’t want to get kicked out or banned. How would I be able to keep an eye on my girl then? Still, knowing that doesn’t take away the need to punch him.
