Page 104 of My Ruthless Opponent

I press harder on the mattress, trying to get away from him. “There’s no misunderstanding. You were ignoring me throughout the day. You even shut me off when I tried talking to you. I got your message loud and clear.”

“And what is that message?” He arches an eyebrow. The bastard is enjoying this.

“That you don’t want to repeat the mistake.”

“You’re right.” Damn. His confession stings. “But only partly.”

I frown. “Now what doesthatmean?”

“Yes, I was keeping our interactions minimum. Not because I was regretting what we did.” He holds my confused gaze, releases one hand to cup my jaw. “It’s because I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop myself.”

“Stop yourself from what?”

“From doing this.” Raleigh takes my mouth, slipping his tongue inside. The first few seconds pass in shock. His ferocious need behind the kiss has taken me by surprise. But as the initial shock subsides, my body begins to scream in victory.

Pleasure courses through my veins as his hand cups my breast over the robe.

I kiss him back and pour in all the frustration. Our tongues clash in an erotic dance. The sound of our kisses is so hot and needy. So wrong. I writhe under him.

When he thrusts his hips forward, I moan in his mouth.

Raleigh’s cock is grinding against my clit, driving me crazy with need.

My free hand—the one he released to cup my jaw—spears into his hair as I pull him closer to me.

I want him. So fucking much it is the only thought playing on loop in my mind.

I make an urgent sound of protest in my throat when he breaks the kiss. It turns into a gasp when Raleigh yanks my robe apart, wrenches the bikini top lower, and latches on my hard nipple.

I sob in pleasure as he pulls me deeper into his mouth, nibbling on the tip and then sucking hard.

He does that over and over again. Wetness pools between my legs.

He lets go of my other hand to clutch me under my left knee. He then lifts it and curls it around his hip before grinding his hardness into my sensitive core.

He nips and licks his way up and claims my mouth again.

I think my heart is about to burst. It’s beating so fast. The kiss is getting sloppy, our hands eager to touch each other.

I had countless reasons to stay away from him.

If I were thinking logically, I would have. But my logic and the ability to choose between right and wrong has abandoned me the second he kissed me.

Raleigh had said when he’ll kiss me for real, it would go on for hours. He wasn’t kidding.

My hand glides to his chest, feeling his muscles as we continue making out.

Despite the need to have him inside me, I am surprisingly content with his savage kiss. I never knew kissing someone could be so much addicting.

Now that I’ve finally got a taste of his ruthless kiss, I don’t know if I can move on from this.

A knock at the door interrupts us. Raleigh ignores it, refusing to break the kiss, I fist his hair and pull at it. “Raleigh,” I try to speak between kisses.

Another knock at the door reminds me people are waiting for us.

Raleigh growls low and pulls away to scowl at the door. He glares at it hard for a beat before turning his head to stare down at me.

My cheeks heat when he rights my bikini. “Do you still think I was ignoring you on purpose?”

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