Page 122 of Sunflower Persona
Several seconds pass in tense silence before her impatience takes over, and she lunges for me with an adorable growl. Against all of my baser instincts, I use my perch on her throat to stop her before her lips find mine again.
Fuck. My hand shouldn’t be there at all.
Cursing under my breath, I rip my fingers from her flesh. I don’t know what came over me, but goddamn if having her melt into my hold didn’t feel right.
“Kori, wait,” I tell her, stepping away to put much-needed distance between us.
Her face twists into the cutest fucking pout as she crosses her arms in front of her. If the stakes weren’t so high, it might coax a smile from me.
“What are we doing?” I ask.
“What do you mean?”
“Nothing has changed.”
“Of course it has.” She throws her arms up with an exasperated shout.
“Why? Because I’m finally getting my shit together? I meant it. I didn’t do it so you would get back with me.”
“I know. And that makes all the difference.”
“How does that change a goddamn thing?” I growl.
“Because it means you listened to me. You heard the words coming out of my mouth and did something about it. You made the change for you, and because of that, I know it’s real. And now I can give you my heart and know I can trust you with it.”
My heart lodges itself in my throat. The implication of her words is clear, but I can’t wrap my head around them. I can’t let myself hope.
“Low—”
“Shut up and kiss me, Gage. I’ve missed you, and we’ve wasted too much time apart already.”
Fuck. I’ve missed her too.
“If we do this, there is no going back. This isn’t a one-time thing. We start this again, I’m never letting you go,” I tell her.
“I don’t want you to.”
Fuck.
I’m on her in an instant, threading my fingers in her tight curls and holding her so tight she’ll never be able to slip through my fingers again. She moans against my lips as her own hands claw at my bare chest with a wildness I’ve never seen from her, cutting into my skin with a sharp sting. The pain goes straight to my cock.
“Mine,” I growl into her mouth as my other hand drops to the curve of her ass, pulling her flush against me.
“Yours,” she agrees, digging her nails into my shoulder.
The lance of pain pulls another groan from my throat, which only spurs her on. Her nails dig into me as our tongues clash, and she squirms, searching for something to give relief to her aching pussy.
Her desperation is the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever experienced, but I’m not cruel enough to deny her what she needs. I move my leg, slotting it between her thighs, and can’t hold back a chuckle as she grinds against me with a whine.
“Tell me what you need,” I command and move my lips to trail along her neck.
“I need you to take me to your room and fuck me like you love me.”
A growl builds in my throat, and I catch her lips in a quick kiss before sweeping her up in my arms and following her command.
She lets out a joyful squeal when I toss her onto my bed, then bites her lip while she waits for my next move. The little black skirt that clung to her thighs rides up, giving me a clear view of the lacy panties underneath. That, paired with her thigh-high boots with dagger-sharp heels, is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. More blood flows to my cock, making me harder than I thoughtpossible, and precum drops from its swollen head. Fuck if this picture won’t be seared into my head forever.
Like a predator circling its prey, I approach, crawling over her and caging her against the mattress. Her throat bobs, her pupils dilate, and her tongue pokes out to wet her lips. As tempting as it is to chase it and claim her mouth again, it’s another, sweeter set of lips that’s calling to me.
