Page 30 of Stealing Sloane

God, he wanted to burn St. Vincent until he was nothing but ash. But since he couldn’t do that, he did the next best thing.

Thankfully the entrance to the private club wasn’t locked or guarded. He rushed inside and waited for the door to close behind him before setting Sloane down. She didn’t even struggle when he picked her up, so he had thought she wouldn’t try to escape.

Well, he was right, she didn’t try to escape. Instead, he got a fist to the jaw.

“Oww!” Jeez, the woman was strong. “What did you do that for?”

“What the hell do you think you’re doing, carrying me off like some caveman?” she yelled.

Fuck, she was beautiful when she was angry—blue eyes blazing, breasts heaving, her hands balled into fists at her sides. “What are you doing here?”

“What does it look like I’m doing? I’m having a good time, or at least I was until you came along.”

Had she been coming to Blood Moon the entire time? Dancing, drinking, hooking up with strangers? The very thought made him want to commit murder.

“Besides, I should be asking you the same. I thought you were working? Or were you just hiding out here, fucking a different woman every night?”

“What the—I have been working! I just came back from Canada a couple hours ago. You were the one cozying up to my goddamned coworker.”

“And what about that skank who was all over you?”

“Skank? What skan—”Oh yeah. He was talking to some girl next to him, only half-listening to her yammering. She invited him to come to her place, and he was about to refuse when he saw Sloane wrapped around St. Vincent like a vine. “She wasn’t—hey, wait a minute, are you jealous?”

“What?” She looked taken aback. “Jealous? I’m not the one who threatened harm for an innocent little dance.”

“I’ve seen the dancing that goes on out there, and there’s nothing innocent about it. And don’t try to deflect. Are. You.Jealous?”

“No,” she said.

“Liar. You were.” His heart did a little somersault. “It doesn’t feel good, doesn’t it?”

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she stammered as she took a few steps back.

The move only emboldened him, and he closed the distance between them. “Jealousy.” Reaching out, he grabbed her upper arms and stared into her eyes. “That feeling in your gut like something’s clawing at you. Makes your skin crawl and your stomach churn and your chest ache. Makes you want to burn the world.” He leaned closer. “Because that’s how I felt when I saw another man touching you.”

Her eyes blazed, and he could hear her heart pounding. “Why would you be jealous? You don’t even want me.”

Not want her?“You’re such an idiot, you know that?” Before she could protest, he swooped down and melded their lips together

She didn’t stop him or struggle. In fact, her arms wound around his neck and pulled him down, their mouths clashing in a desperate kiss. He couldn’t get enough of her, wanted more, wanted to swallow her whole if he could. He walked her backward until they reached one of the couches, then she sank down and pulled him on top of her.

Her barely-there skirt rode up to her waist as her legs wrapped around him. The heat of her pressed against his growing erection, the friction making him moan into her mouth. Her hips shifted up invitingly, and if he didn’t stop, he would embarrass himself, so he slid a hand between them. His fingers found the damp front of her panties and began to stroke her through the thin fabric.

“Jacob,” she moaned.

He shifted away from her, leaning on his side so he could have full access to her sweet pussy. The scent of her arousal filled the air, making his cock twitch painfully. He teased her lips, the silky panties getting wetter and wetter as he ran a finger over her slit, occasionally teasing the bud of her clit. She let out an annoyed growl and thrust her hips upwards, which only amused him. Using his mouth, he tugged down her tube top, revealinga full breast and a pretty pink nipple. He took it in without hesitation and sucked back, teasing it with his tongue.

That sent her shrieking with pleasure. “Fuck,” she moaned. “I need …”

Oh, he knew what she needed all right. He pulled her panties aside and plunged a finger into her wet, tight slit.

“Jacob!” She yelled.

His name on her lips was the sweetest thing he’d ever heard, especially as she squeezed around his fingers. His cock throbbed, thinking of what it would be like to be inside her. He thrust his finger into her, imagining it was his dick, fucking her to orgasm. When her pleasure subsided, her body practically melted against him, and she let out a long sigh.

“Baby, you’re?—”

A loud siren rang from somewhere above them, making them both freeze.

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