Page 101 of Dark Romeo

Kiss me.

“Don’t,” I whispered, a pathetic attempt at stopping him. It was all I had. My body was betraying me, aching for him, wet for him, begging to unfold for him.

His lips missed my mouth and I could have cried. He brushed them against my ear, sending shivers down my spine. “I would never take what’s not being offered. Ask me to come over.”

“No,” I said, my mutinous voice coming out like a breathless plea rather than a command.

His hand remained in my hair, holding me to the door with that single touch. I could get away if I wanted to but…I didn’t want to.

He nipped down the sensitive pulse in my neck. My mind was screaming what the fuck are you doing? but my body refused to budge. My knees began to shake when his tongue joined his lips and his teeth, searing a line across my collarbone, down, down, down the V of my shirt. He licked a line across the inner swell of my left breast. I let out a soft cry.

“Ask me,” his voice rumbled against my breastbone, heightening the pressure in my aching wet core.

I was going to lose my mind. I could barely hang on to the only sane part of my brain that knew it would be a long, hard fall I’d never recover from.

“You wanted it before. You still want it. Let’s put our lives aside. Let’s give in to this attraction,” he continued between kisses that ran up my other breast, then towards my chin. He was saying everything I had wanted to hear days ago.

If I were there…

Come here, then.

He was here now. He was here now, offering himself to me. Take it. Take him.

Something stopped me. The delicate wound of his previous rejection throbbed in my chest. What if I gave in, exposing my desires to him? What if he changed his mind again? I wasn’t sure I could bear it.

“If we gave in…” His tongue flicked my earlobe, causing my eyes to roll back into my head. I gripped on to his shoulders like he was the only thing holding me on this earth. “We could get it out of our system.”

My eyes snapped open as the truth hit me like a bolt of lightning. I could fool myself into believing that being with him would get him out of my system. I knew deep down it wouldn’t. He was already under my skin, soaking into me like ink. There was no getting him out. Giving in to him now would mean falling further. There’d be no safety net when I landed. Not for me.

While I was just a game he hadn’t won yet. If I gave in to him, he’d soon get bored. Like he’d gotten bored with all the other women he’d been with. All it would take for him would be to fuck me out of his system.

“Get out,” I hissed, my voice low and deadly.

He pulled back, frowning at me. “You’re angry with me.”

“You come into my house, proposition me for sex,” I said, my voice growing louder. “And you have the nerve to look confused as to why I’m upset? I am not one of your party whores.”

He winced. “You make it sound so sordid.”

“Really? How would you put it?”

“An agreement between two consenting adults.”

“Get out. Get the fuck out.”

“You have to understand why I can’t offer you anything…more,” he said quietly.

“Who said I wanted more?” I snapped, his words already finding their mark in my heart. Of course he would never want anything more from me than just sex. Bastard. I shoved him back with all the strength of my anger.

He let me go. For the first time in the last ten minutes I felt like I could breathe properly. I felt like I could think. I almost did a stupid, stupid thing saying “yes” to him. I grabbed my gun and yanked open my door, holding it open for him to let him know this conversation was over.

He raised an eyebrow, a small smirk back on his face. “So that means you’ll think about it?”

“How’s this for my answer.” I pointed my gun at his dick, still hard through his jeans. “If I see you here again, that’s where I’ll shoot you.”

JULIANNA

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