Page 17 of Under the Influence
"No!"
Crazy with revenge and power and tequila, I’m spurred on by his seething denial. All I recognize is his jealousy. All I understand is he wants me as much as I want him. But this is going to be on my terms. I call the shots tonight. Blatant as a neon sign, my hand glides to the hem of my dress, and I jerk up the fabric to reveal the black thong underneath. Reveling in his heavy, hungry breaths. “That’s why I’m wearing this sexy new lingerie so he'd know how much I wanted him. How badly I wanted him insideme.”
“Quiet!”
Angry sex. Because angry sex I can tolerate. Angry sex I can survive. We’re just using each other. Hollow, meaningless comfort for one night. If I allow myself to think it’s anything more than that – that we’re more than that – I’ll never recover. “All night. I was going to let him make love to me. Over and over until the only thing I knew was him. That no other man everexisted.”
"Shut up!" Outrage roars through him. An actual growl vibrating in his mouth. His gravelly voice hardened into a low, dangerous tone I’ve never heard before. Making me wetter than I’ve ever been. “Damn it Chryseis. I’m going to fuck him out of your head and your fuckingmouth.”
He shoves me forward, slamming me against the back of the sofa. Shaking fingers thread my hair and push my head down while he rips off my panties. Goosebumps raise on my bare thighs from the cool air before his scorching body sheathes mine. His hardness grinding into me before he yanks down his zipper and impales me. I cry out from pain. Relief. Shame. Love. Doubt. Every emotion he stirs in me I can’tcontrol.
Fuck! Fuck!Fuck!
I'm a god damn fuckingbastard.
She's drunk. Angry. Heartbroken. Scared. And I fuck heranyway.
Because I have to. I can't control myself with her anymore. Not that I had much restraint before. But now my will power is fucking obliterated with her acting like some other asshole could ever mean as much to her as she does tome.
I force myself to pause. To quit thrusting into her like a fucking mad man. Try to get my shit together and think with the head on top of my fucking neck rather than the one buried so perfectly inside her glorious heaven. But she’s not having it. Refusing to let me stop. Short fingernails pinch my thigh. Urging me to drive harder into her dripping pussy. Pulsing walls sucking me in deeper as I groan against her silky shoulder. Swaying ass grinding against my stomach to keep us fromseparating.
Like that will ever fucking happenagain.
All I can think is mine. Home.Complete.
An intense mewl purrs in her throat. Velvet skin vibrating under my fingertips. Strands of her thick hair brush against my cheek, engulfing me with her unmistakable essence of sweet honeysuckle and soft flowers. Unable to control myself, I grasp her narrow hips tighter and slam into her again and again. Thriving on her moans of pleasure. Relishing her intensity as her knuckles strain white from clutching the couch cushion so tightly. Forcing myself not to bite the tiny pulse throbbing under mytongue.
If she’s giving herself to me, then I must do the same. I shove my mouth against her ear and tighten my grip around her slender neck to get more than just her body into this. I need her heart here too. Even more than her greedypussy.
We may be fucking like animals but she’s going to damn sure know how I genuinely feel about her. Because fuck me if I’m going to let her wake up tomorrow regretting my cock being inside her again. “I love you Chryseis. You don’t have to doubt me anymore. I’m not goinganywhere.”
Long hair whips across my face with a furious shake of her head. Her petite body stiffening with indignation. The only woman I know who refuses heartfelt declarations whispered in the darkness. That she mistakenly thinks arebullshit.
“This doesn’t mean anything. I know I don’t mean anything toyou.”
Fuck that. I will make her believe. In my assertions. In me. Inus.
I pull out, already missing her sweetness surrounding my enraged cock. Her gaze flies backward, demanding an explanation. That’s an answer she’s most definitely going to hear, feel, andunderstand.
I’m manhandling her, but I don’t give a damn. I flip her around and lift her up before driving her down again on my much happier dick. “You’re mine, and I’m never letting you goagain.”
Delicate fingers clench my shoulders in response to me holding her in place, captured between me and the sofa back. Guiding her up and down my cock. Hard and fast just the way she likes. But she’s still infuriated. Simultaneously fighting me and fucking me at the same time. Her head and heart battling with herpussy.
And her fury’s fucking breathtaking. Watching her get off while I punish her. She finally gives in and comes hard. Saturating me down to my balls and thighs from the release she so desperately needed while I explode inside her as she flies. Her gorgeous body pulsing with my come shooting deep inside her like the gushing won’t ever stop. Fuck me if my legs don’t almost buckle from theintensity.
But I’m not done. Far fromit.
I fist her hair and put her lips on mine, finally devouring the drug I’ve been failing miserably to wean myself from. Ready for round two. Ready to go allnight.
Until I taste her salty release on my burning tongue as she weeps into my mouth. Spent, she clings to me. Awkwardly tendriling around my torso, bulky with my drenched shirt and her ruined dress stuffed between us. Sobs wracking her fragilebody.
God damn son of a bitch. I should never have taken her like this. I curl my hand around the gentle curve of her head, holding her tighter than I ever have. “Shhhh, don’tcry.”
“I’m sostupid.”
I barely make out the muffled words, whispered against my slick skin. But the message in her tone can’t be any more clear – fucking regret. God damnit.
“I’ve been trying so hard to be strong, but you make meweak.”
