Page 29 of Toxic Things I Love About You

I reached for her as I stepped through and slammed the door behind me.

“I can see your fucking nipples through that thing. No one should look that sexy in a t-shirt.”

In one quick motion, my lips were on hers, and I dug my fingers into her ass as I lifted her. This was becoming second nature, and she knew what to do. Her legs wrapped around my hips. I pulled away for a moment.

“With your uncle and this new information about my brother, I believe you need to keep a low profile for a bit.”

She tried to whine, but I claimed her soft mouth once again. Fuck, she tasted like a drug branded just for me.I could convince myself all I wanted that she was the one addicted, but when I had a hard time getting through the day without her?

I nipped at her bottom lip and kissed a trail over her jaw to her earlobe.

“Where have you been all night?” she asked as I walked to her room.

“I met with my brother and then had to take care of business at the clubs. I also had to lay down the law that certain brands would not be allowed in the doors.”

She rubbed her hips against my already straining cock.

“None of them were mine, right?”

I stopped mid-step.

“I wouldn’t ruin my own future wife’s businesses, would I?”

She giggled, and the sound brought a strange peace over the anger still swirling inside me.

“We have a lot to deal with, but right now?”

I laid her down, remaining between her locked ankles.

“I want your pussy throbbing around my cock.”

I slid my hand between us, finding the hem on the too short shirt to find her bare.

“I like that you’re ready for me.”

She gasped as my fingers danced over her slit and my thumb found her clit.

She dropped her legs and brought them up on the bed as her back arched against the pressure of my fingers.

My brother’s words invaded my thoughts. “Maybe she would do the same.” As if he thought she would give him the time of day. Fuck that.

I stopped playing with her to free myself. She was already panting as I slid my fingers back over her entrance, relishing how ready she was for me and how it was because of me.

I gripped my own cock as I kicked off my pants. Her eyes landed hungrily on me as she watched me stroke my length. Her breathing seemed to grow heavier as I let myself go to reach for my coat first, dropping it next to the bed. I flipped the button on my pants next. Her tongue ran over her beautiful lips, and the way her hand slid between her legs as she watched me made my cock twitch with anticipation.

I removed my shirt as she traced her fingers over her wet little cunt and focused on her own needs. That little shirt was pushed high above her chest, but it was still the only thing between us now. I reached for the hem and yanked. The thing split up the center like paper.

“You’re mine. I want to feel every single inch of your skin against me as I fuck you.”

She slid her hands over her stomach and down to her clit again as I moved closer. I grabbed her knees and spread her wide. My cock stood ready, pressing at her entrance, and I damn near moaned at the hunger in her fucking eyes.

“I want to watch as you take every inch of me. Do not look away.”

The way she complied without saying a single word spoke the asshole in me that wanted all of her, including her free will. She was mine. Her eyes remained glued to mine as I pushed in inch by inch.

Air hissed between my teeth as I controlled myself. I wanted her. Needed her. Fucking hell, I couldn’t live without her.

Her sweet little pussy stretched as I gave her more and more. Every breath she sucked in was for me. Every whimper was for me. Her body was made for me. She nibbled at her bottom lip, trying to control the whimpers that escaped the more I pushed inside her. The way her hands kneaded her own breasts as I teased her pushed my self-control to its limit.

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