Page 277 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 9
"Life isn't fair, J.J. Look, I get it, okay. I know why you don't want to be with me." I could feel tears prickling my eyes. "I'm not like that girl you were dancing with. I get it. I'm not your type."
"I don't fucking like Jenn. I was dancing with her because you invited some other guy to this party. You should have come with me."
"You didn't invite me!"
"Because you were avoiding me."
"Because I like you, okay! I like you as more than a friend. I can't help it. And every time we hang out, I like you more and more. So do me a favor and stop talking to me. I can't do this anymore. I can't be your friend. Because it hurts like hell that you don't feel the same way."
"Damn it, Mila. You're leaving in less than two months."
"Right, there’s no point in starting something. You've already told me that. So let's just stop whatever this is now and save each other the trouble. Go be with Jenn or whatever you said her name was. Go have meaningless sex, because that's what you like, right? You just want an escape from whatever it is you're so worried about with your job? I'm not stopping you. I don't want any part of that."
"That's low. I made some mistakes, but you have no fucking right to judge me. You dated some asshole for over two years just so you wouldn't be alone in California. That's pathetic. And then you came crawling back home to escape from him when things went south. You're hiding from your problems too. More than I am. And you think a new relationship will fix whatever self-doubt you have going on? Well it won't."
I wiped my tears with the back of my hand.Shit."Thanks for finally telling me how you really feel about me." I shook out of his grip. "Have a nice life, asshole." I turned around and started to walk away.
"Mila. I'm sorry. I didn't mean..."
I turned back around. “I didn't want a relationship with you to fix my problems. I wanted one because I like you. I didn't want to miss out on whatever time we had to be together. But everything that's happened between us all makes a lot more sense now. I'm glad you don't want to be with me." I swallowed hard. He was looking at me so intently. No one had ever looked at me like that before. Like he wanted to devour me and strangle me at the same time.
“Mila.”
I took another step back. “You don’t know me at all. I’m not pathetic. I know myself better now than I did before this summer started. I’m not hiding out here. I’m figuring out what I want out of life, and there’s nothing wrong with that. Maybe you should take some time to do the same.”
He closed the distance between us. "You clearly don't know me as well as you think you do." He grabbed both sides of my face and kissed me hard.
Fuck.I laced my fingers in his hair as his tongue collided with mine. I should have been pushing him away instead of drawing him closer. But I had been dreaming of kissing him again for what felt like forever. And he tasted even better than I remembered. I didn’t realize that anger could taste so sweet.
His hands slid down my back as he grabbed my ass and lifted my legs around him. I clung to him, hoping I could hold on to whatever momentary peace treaty this was forever. His words stung. But the thought of actually walking away from him stung a thousand times worse.
He knelt down and pushed my back against the sand. "I've wanted you ever since I first laid eyes on you." He spread my thighs and kissed one of the spots where I'd been stung.
"J.J.," I panted.
He pushed my bathing suit bottom to the side. "You've been driving me fucking crazy." He thrust a finger deep inside of me.
"Oh God." I tilted my head back.
"And now I'm going to return the favor." He curved his finger, hitting me in a spot I didn't even know existed.
I arched my back and moaned.
He pulled hard on my bathing suit bottom, making the strings on either side untie. "I've been waiting a lifetime to taste you."
Taste me?"J.J., someone's going to see us."
He bent down and placed a long, slow stroke against my aching pussy.
Holy shit!I no longer cared that there were people in the distance. I just wanted more. I wanted all of him.
He spread my thighs even farther apart and thrust his tongue deep inside of me.
I moaned again. I didn't care that we were close to the party. All I could focus on was his breath between my thighs.
His tongue swirled around my wetness, massaging me in the most intimate way. I began to climb higher and higher as his tongue continued its torturous rhythm.
I grabbed the back of his head so he'd go even deeper. He responded by rubbing his nose against my clit.
