Page 28 of Seductive Hearts

Noah had once lived in the apartment she now inhabited.

There was no hiding for me.

Along the way, my determination only grew.

Fuck this.

Even after I made her come until her voice broke, she would consider going out and letting some worthless nothing talk and flirt with her, thinking he could get in her panties? She would stoop that low after knowing what I could do to her body? It shouldn’t make my bones rattle with rage, but there was something about Rose that did that to me.

It was clear I hadn’t made a strong enough impression. I would have to rectify that.

I paid using the touchscreen before hurrying out of the car, crossing the sidewalk in a few long strides before pushing my way through a revolving door that opened onto a spacious, two-story lobby.

A lobby in which Rose stood, her back to the elevators, arms folded.

She was waiting for me.

She knew I was following her, and now I wondered who had the upper hand.

That question didn’t stop me from following her into the first elevator to reach the lobby, neither of us saying a word. We didn’t need to. We knew how this night was going to end.

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ROSE

The doors were barely closed before he was on me.

My back hit the wall, and he held me in place, sandwiching me between his unforgiving chest and the cold metal. I felt nothing but heat.

The heat between us.

The heat from his breath.

The inferno erupting between my legs.

After two days of remembering and longing and even hating myself for letting him get to me, I needed this more than anything.

More.

Again.

Now.

“You think I would let some nameless, faceless nobody touch you?” One of his hands slid up my thigh, under my dress, until he cupped my ass and squeezed. I sucked in a gasp of mixed pain and pleasure. “You think he deserves to touch you? Taste you?”

I closed my eyes and stiffened when his fingers teased my inner thigh, then stroked my already throbbing lips through my panties. “You think he or your precious Landon or anybody else on this planet could make you come the way I did?”

I was tired of questions.

Tired of games.

Out of sheer desperation, I cupped the back of his head and sank my fingers into his hair, pulling him down so I could crush my lips against his.

By the time the doors opened, I was lost with no room for thinking. I could only feel, and it felt damn good when he scooped me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. The delicious pressure from his rock-hard bulge against my aching seam left me moaning into his mouth as he stumbled out of the elevator and straight ahead to my front door. I broke the kiss only long enough to punch in my key code, then let him open the door so we could escape inside.

Now, it was only us. No prying eyes, no questions, no reminders of our outside lives. There was nothing but breathless, dizzy desperation.

I kicked off my shoes while still in his arms, leaving them where they fell as he carried me across my apartment and into my bedroom. I hit the bed, but that was nothing compared to how hard Colton landed on me. I welcomed his weight, pressing me into the mattress because it was him.

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