Page 24 of What She Wants

I gasp because he must be a lunatic. Me propose? On BENDED knee? The fuck I look like? Boyz II Men? I’m pre-offended that the world would believe such nonsense. Problem is, it’s so crazy that they would.

“The only reason why anyone would believe even half of that is because that SKANK you call Mom has been lying on me since I was born, with her old ass.”

Yeah, I said a long version of “your mama” and I’m not taking it back. Her son is trying to join that bitch as the bane of my existence.

Marín waves in the air like what I said wasn’t important. “Understand this,” he says, then taps me on the forehead. “I have not nor will I ever sexually assault a woman. You can run from us or continue to try to fight the marriage-the chase is fun for me-but never act like you didn’t open your legs for me of your own volition. Got it?”

We’re caught in a stare down because he’s once again left me confused. I understand his words perfectly. Karessa even said that his image as a doctor was a big deal to him. What I don’t understand is my desire to climb his body knowing that he’s an insufferable asshole. His interpretation wasn't what I meant.

“Get out of my face,” I respond instead of acknowledging his statement. He doesn't do anything I want him to do, why should I?

That glint is back in his eyes, this is going to be a war of wills. “Make me,Chispa.”

The tension that’s been pulsing between us comes to a head because Marín keeps me in this dizzy loop of ire and lust. I push at him hard and while he’s not bulky like Oran or Wyn, he hardly budges.

“I hate you,” I announce, pulling a smile out of him. “Why are you doing this?”

“I’ll tell you when you’re ready to hear it. Until then I’ll be the best villain you’ve ever had.”

“What fuck does that mean?” I push at him again to get him out of my face. He takes a step back but it has nothing to do with my efforts.

“Keep fighting me, it’ll make it so much more satisfying when I see you walk down the aisle towards me.” I growl in frustration and claw at nothing but air because he catches me by the wrists once again. “Cute. Are you done?”

I should just leave, go home, and regroup. I need to understand why he makes my blood boil. Only Marín can leave me in constant confusion. Rat bastard. I should fight Karessa for introducing this kind of crazy into my life, at least I’d get farther with that battle.

My lips are back on his before I can fully comprehend what I’m doing. Marín deepens the kiss and makes my intentions clear. If I can’t win the battle now, I may as well utilize his assets and talent.

He releases my wrists and goes straight to kneading my ass. We kiss like two unhinged people who decided to hook up. My nails drop to his shoulder and trail down his arms.

“That’s right. Scratch me. Let your freak out. That’s who I want,” he rasps with a bite to my jaw.

My panties get lost somewhere between kissing him and when he hoists me into the air. I wrap my legs around his waist to anchor myself just as he slides back inside. Every nerve ending shudders from the feel of him. I throw my head back cursing his existence while loving everything he’s doing to me. We’re back on the wall as he grinds into me, almost making me forget why I came.

He grunts when I pull his hair. “I’m still mad at you, asshole,” I moan between kisses. “This isn’t over, you big bully.”

“Mmmhmm.” he hums dismissively as he bites my nipple through my dress.

Marín fucks me into oblivion without another word. It’s so good I pray he gets a phone call but for one of the first times we’ve been with each other longer than five minutes, he doesn’t. I am in his house and at his mercy for the rest of the night.

Chapter16

Marín

Wife: You had the ‘full night’you complained about, maybe now this marriage thing can drop?

I chuckle at her text first thing in the morning after she tiptoed her ass out of my house once more but that doesn’t matter because she’s going to get used to living here soon enough.

Me: the only thing that’s going to drop are your panties on our wedding morning. Right before the ceremony.

It doesn’t take her a moment as she messages me back quickly.

Wife: I won’t be doing anything like that because you’re going to drop this marriage thing.

Me: Let me ask you something, Chispa.

Wife: What?

Me: The first time I fucked you, did I drop anything or did I give you what you wanted and moaned for?

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