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Then his lips are on mine, hard and fast and I gasp, my lips opening. His tongue slips inside and all of a sudden it’s not an assault on my senses. It’s a seductive dance. His lips slow down and slip along my own, delicate and yet sure. He groans and his hands twine in my hair, turning my head so that he can hold me closer, grind into me, hisveryprominent bulge hitting me in a spot that’s driving me crazy. I lift my leg and wrap it around his slim hip, my hands digging into his broad, muscular shoulders. I can’t think and every breath I take is full of the spicy-sweet scent of him. I’m drowning in it. Drowning in the raging lust that’s taken over me.

“Please,” I whimper, shattered at the way I feel. The way he feels around me. Never wanting it to stop. Knowing that if we stop, I’ll want to kill him and he’ll be right behind me, arguing with me, blaming me somehow for what’s happening.

My head clears and I groan and pull away from him. I jerk away and stand against the wall as far away from him as I can get. Gasping and shivering, I can’t even think what the hell to say.

He clears his throat and grunts. Which I assume is some kind of guy code for an apology. I just wave my hand and run up the stairs, needing space. Needing to think.

Because what the hell was that?

CHAPTER4

Tony

Idon’t even know what to think at this point. I hate that woman right?

Right?

But when I close my eyes that night in bed, I can’t stop thinking about how she felt slammed against me. How soft and sweet her lips were. The way she melted into me. Her blond hair was so soft and I never wanted to let her go. The perfume she wore was so fucking enticing that I can still smell it now. I can smell it on my clothes across the room. I sit up with a huff and stomp across the room, picking up the clothes and walking across to throw them in my bathroom. But I can’t help myself and I put my shirt up to my face, closing my eyes and drifting off.

She’s against me, her curvy little body wrapped around me. The way she wrapped her leg around me like she wanted to climb me? I almost turned to the closest wall and fucked her standing right there. I didn’t even care if Heath walked in that damn door. Didn’t care if the high school marching band and every guy I worked with walked in that fucking door.l

I just wanted her any way I could get her.

Shock still ripples through me like I’m sizzling with a live wire’s electric shock.f

I’ve always felt like I couldn’t stay around her too long or I’d lose my head. I thought I’d kill her. But not unless we both die while I’m fucking her.

I sure as fuck hope not. If I ever have her like that again, I’m not sure I could let her go.

I throw my clothes in the bathroom and shut the door. I need to pull myself together. She’s got me so fucking messed up it’s not funny.

I stomp my way across and climb back into bed, trying to wipe all those damn images out of my head but after half an hour I give up and slam my way out to the kitchen to get a beer.

By the time I get away from this woman, I might end up as an alcoholic.

I cock my head and lean on my kitchen counter, my head in my hands. Do I really want to get away from her though. My chest aches and I lift my fingers up to rub right where my heart is. I can’t catch my breath when I think about never seeing her again.

On the other hand, when I think about her slammed up against me, her slender leg curled around my hip, I want to rip out of this house and go hunt her down like some kind of primal beast and throw her over my shoulder, drag her back to my cave and tie her to my fucking bed until she finally gives in and stops sassing me.

I snort. She’ll never stop sassing me. The woman loves to push my buttons. I never realized that it’s foreplay though.

Now every time she opens her mouth I’m gonna be picturing filling it with my dick until she finally can’t say all those snotty things to me that make me crazy.

I groan and sit back up, taking another long pull of my beer. My hand jerks when there’s a pounding at my door.

“Shit!” I growl, swiping at the beer spilled on my shirt. I rip it over my head, snarling.

“What thefuckdo you want?”

Rebel backs away with a squeak. “I’m sorry. I should have just slipped it under your door. I wanted to make sure you got it though.”

She holds out a folder and smirks. “Here you go! I guess that this means that we no longer have to have any contact.”

I take it and frown. “What the hell is this?”

“Your paperwork. We already took care of the signing stuff on our end. All you have to do is run down to the courthouse and file it and you own that property.”

I eye her like she’s a bomb fixing to go off. “So?”

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