She raises her glass to her lips and shoots back the rest of the amber liquid. Her face goes sour as she sets the glass back down on the counter. Slowly, she grabs my hand and lowers it to her thigh. Am I imagining things? What the hell is this? She runs her fingertips on the top of my hand before pulling my wrist and pushing my palm further into the apex of her thighs. If I was only slightly aroused before, now she has me painfully needing a release. She always was a cock tease. My mind races with all the ways I can imagine this ending. She runs hot and cold so fast. In an instant, I could be pushed to the side. But hell, I plan on enjoying the ride until she pushes me away, that’s for damn certain.
I dip my fingers into her skin letting her know I am on board with whatever the hell this is. A sudden step over the wall she’s built over the years. I hear her moan slightly the further my fingers rise. Her warm core a damn tempting place I need to be, and the sooner the better. She looks my way and her sexy smile has me all but losing control right here and now.
“Want to get out of here?” She purrs.
Grabbing her wrist and pulling her to standing, I grab her close and smell her flowery scent. An aphrodisiac of massive proportions. I’ve craved her for way too long. I want to taste her, devour her. Make her never forget the feeling of me inside her, on top of her and taking her from behind. Her eyes flutter up to mine as I pull some money from my pocket and throw it on the bar top. She runs her fingertips across the top of my belt, before dropping them low and finding me hard against her palm. I growl as she moans a hum of approval.
“Don’t tease, Gwen,” I whisper. “I’ve needed to claim your ass again since you stormed out on me 10 years ago. I won’t be able to hold back. I won’t be able to give you slow and sweet, baby. If we do this. There is no turning back. Decide, Gwen! Now!”
“Is that a promise?” She gasps.
I stare in her eyes, waiting for any glimmer of doubt. When I don’t see it, I grab her wrist and pick up both our bags, hauling her and them off towards the exit. Game on. It’s time we settled this shit once and for all.
“Get ready sweetheart,” I say over my shoulder as we head out of the airport. “I am just getting started. It’s going to be a long ride. Tell me,” I say, swinging her around once we have reached the outside and making her look in my eyes. “Do you think you can take it?”
She studies me for a moment. Desire, defiance, fire and years of unspoken words hang between us. She grins and grabs me hard between my thighs. Holding me tight and making me defenseless in her presence. Smirking, she pulls me closer and hovers her lips next to mine. “What’s wrong, Rex? Afraid to fall over the edge with me like you used to be. Who’s the tease now? I only have three words for you. I. always. win!”
Stepping back slightly, I drop the bags to the floor and bring my hand up to the side of her face. Pushing her hair out of the way, I grab the back of her neck forcibly and bring her lips closer. “I’m ready if you are. Just remember, sweetheart. It’s my name you’ll be screaming when you realize your wrong. After I’ve punished you, broken you, made you finally realize I’m where you belong.”
Her lips curl up in a smile as she brings them a little closer. Breathing her in, I lose all control when she pushes me over the edge and says two little words. “Try me!”
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