Page 97 of Fall I Want
“You’re kidding,” I deadpan, not sure what kind of game Sebastian thinks he’s playing. Maybe he thought she’d never find out about his sexcapades; bro code and all of that bullshit.
“He’s trying to break us up,” I say with a sarcastic laugh. “Fucking prick.”
Her brows furrow and a hint of anger emerges. “He is. But it’s not like we’re together, so he loses anyway.”
We both know what’s going on isn’t fake, even if the title is... for now.
The door opens and we exit. I give my driver a nod and fall in step beside Autumn as she leads the way down the lit sidewalk. There’s a gentle breeze and it carries a crisp reminder that winter is coming. Our pumpkins are on the porch with their electric candles inside.
It makes her smile, and I fucking love to see it.
When we enter, a cool draft drifts through the space so I light the fireplace.
Autumn steps closer to the instant warmth. The flames cast a warm glow across her sun-kissed skin and my eyes trail down her body. From this angle, the material is see-through and clings to her. Her tiny nipples are hard little pebbles and poke through the silk. My eyes wander down to the thong sitting low on her hips. I knew the open-back design seemed familiar, but I couldn’t place it until now. He’s dressed every woman he’s been with in something similar to mark his territory.
Sebastian made her a spectacle, after knowing she was mine. He didn’t have the goddamn right.
Had I known he’d delivered it to her house today...
I fight the anger bubbling inside of me. Part of me wants to go back to the resort and beat the fuck out of him, something he’s had coming for a long while.
Instead, I’ll ensure the sorry bastard never has a chance to hurt her again.
“The rage I have when I see you dressed in that.” My nostrils flare and I run my hand through my hair as she takes a step closer to me.
“I feel cheap,” she whispers. “And used.”
I remove the remaining space. Her warm brown eyes lock on me and I slide my hands under the thin sleeves. Then I firmly pull, wanting to destroy everything the material symbolizes. The silk splits in half and reveals her beautifully bare body.
Instinctively, I kiss her shoulder, trailing up the softness of her neck. Seconds later, the sparkly black fabric is in a pile at her feet. Autumn threads her fingers through my hair as her head rocks back on her shoulders.
“You’ll never be his again,” I mutter, sucking on her earlobe then tasting her skin. Our mouths crash together. We’re desperate and dangerous, despite the alarms sounding in my head telling me to stop. Autumn urges forward, sliding her tongue against mine, moaning against me.
Her beautiful breasts are on full display and her nipples are peaked.
Fuck, I’m in over my head.
She tugs on my tie, removing it, then steadily unbuttons my shirt. I said I wouldn’t pursue anyone else, not until I found my forever person.
She desperately pushes the material from my body, running her hands down my chest. Her hands trail around the muscles of my stomach and I’m hard.
“Pumpkin,” I whisper, leaning my head against her forehead.
“Please,” she whispers.
I study her, not knowing if I’m strong enough to keep denying her when she wants this, wants me.
“It’s supposed to be you.”
I run my fingers through her hair, bringing her ear to my mouth. “I want you to want me, and just me, not the idea of erasing someone else.”
“You think that’s what this is?” She studies me, shaking her head. “I want you to claim me.”
“And what happens if I decide I don’t want to let you go once this line is crossed?”
“You will,” she whispers. “You have a life outside of Cozy Hollow.”
I shake my head. “Wrong answer, Pumpkin. I don’t want a fling. I need to know that you’re ready for the possibility of forever.”
