I arch a brow. “An asshole? Don’t even start on my attitude, sweetheart, when you’re the one responsible for it.”
“What the hell is your problem?”
I hold a hand up. “Not now. I told you there’s something important we need to discuss.”
“And I toldyouthat I’m busy.” She plants her hands on her hips.
Fuck, this woman is driving me insane. Where didherattitude come from all of a sudden? But then, an idea hits me. “How about I play you for it?”
Her mouth falls open, but then she shakes her head at me, irritation filling her eyes. “I’m just going to use the water balloon again, Parker.”
I close the distance between us, adrenaline coursing through my veins. My gaze drops down to the purse of her lips, the challenge in her eyes, and the way her breasts are heaving and straining against her sports bra, the same one she ripped off her body yesterday morning.
Every second we stand here in this stare off only adds fuel to my desire for this woman.
And that’s when I make the decision.
This woman wanted me to snap? Fine. She’s about to get exactly what she asked for.
I might be smarter than the average bear, but intelligence doesn’t always win out over animal instinct.
And right now, my instincts are in full fucking control.
“Why bother with the water balloon, Cashlynn…” I say, dragging her bottom lip down with my thumb as I tilt her chin up. “When I could have you dripping for me instead? Then we both win.”
Her jaw drops. “What?”
I don’t give her a chance to process.
Smashing my lips to hers, I haul her against my body, pressing my erection into her stomach as all of the blood racing through me travels straight to my cock. But Cashlynn doesn’t hesitate—she dives into the kiss with just as much ferocity, clawing at my shoulders, pulling me as close as she can, swirling her tongue with mine. Weeks of tension boil over, and I pour every ounce of frustration into claiming her mouth.
Breaking our kiss, I spin her around and bend her forward so her elbows are resting on the weight bench. My palm connects with her ass, and she yelps, jerking forward.
“Parker!”
I smirk as I grip both of her ass cheeks before I deliver another sharp smack. This time, she doesn’t chastise me, but moans loudly, the sound a soothing balm to the demons I keep inside.
“You don’t want to talk? That’s fine. There’s no need for talking.”
“Parker, I…”
I lean over her back and cup both of her breasts through the thin fabric of her sports bra. My erection slides right between her ass cheeks. “Do you not want this?”
“Yes,” she whispers breathlessly. “I do. I just…”
I nip at the sensitive skin on her neck, making her shiver. “I know you do. I know all about how you’ve been scheming to drive me crazy, Cashlynn. And now you’re about to find out what happens when I lose control.”
Before she can say another word, I stand up and yank her leggings down her legs, revealing the smooth, bare skin that makes my pulse thunder. She lifts her feet to help me rid her of the fabric, her socks and shoes hitting the floor. I smack her bare ass this time, the sight of her pink skin making my cock twitch in anticipation. Then, I pull her back to my chest and shove her sports bra up her body, tossing it to the floor like she did the other day.
“Get back down,” I command, my voice rough with need. And she obeys without hesitation, bending over the bench again. I rip off my shirt and shove my shorts and boxers to the floor, stroking my cock as I take in the sight in front of me. Damn, Cashlynn’s ass is exquisite. I didn’t get to fuck her this way our one night together, but you bet your ass I’m about to remedy that right now.
“I don’t have a condom, Cashlynn. Are you on birth control?”
She nods, looking at me over her shoulder. “Yes, and I’m clean. I—I haven’t been with anyone since you.”
“Fuck. Me too, baby.” I smooth my palm over her ass, giving it a gentle squeeze.
“Then fuck me, Parker. Please…”