Page 67 of Chasing Blue
“That’ll be Zoe wanting to know where I am. I’ve gotta go.”
“Kiss me, then I’ll walk you down.”
Without giving her a chance at a verbal response, I cover her mouth with mine and kiss her, relieved when she kisses me right back, and we’re instantly right there. Tongues, lips, teeth, hands and hips, all nipping, gripping, and grinding.
“I wanna rip your clothes off and fuck you right over this island,” I say against her mouth.
“I’d love that too, but I have a best mate, business partner, and a cop waiting for me.”
“You’re no fun.”
“Oh, Mr Mind Blowing Dicking, you have no fucking idea how much fun I can be.”
“Can’t wait for you to show me,” I tell her while trying to lift her leg and wrap it around my hip. She fights me. I let her win, and we step apart.
I grab her hand; she grabs her keys from a basket sitting on a side table, and we move towards her front door.
“Be good, Mac,” she calls to her dog as we pass the doggie bed he’s lying in. He opens one eye and looks at us. I discreetly give him my middle finger, and he gives a low growl. Little arsehole.
* * *
I gripher hand tightly as we travel down to the underground carpark in the lift. She’s tried to pull away a couple of times, but I’ve not let that happen.
Despite inviting me over for dinner tomorrow and telling me she’d like me to fuck her over the island, I can sense her withdrawal again, and I don’t like it.
“You good?” I ask, wrapping my arm around her shoulder and pulling her into my side as we exit the lift.
“Yeah, just could’ve done without this bullshit tonight. How you feeling?” she looks up at me and asks. “This way,” she adds before I answer, and points to a little black Golf waiting with the engine running, lights on, and Zoe sitting behind the wheel. I watch as her mouth drops open. Scarlett had obviously failed to mention I was with her.
“Come over any time after about three tomorrow. I’ve gotta go.” She walks backwards as she talks, but I keep hold of her hand and pull her back into me.
“I feel like shit,” I tell her. “In answer to your earlier question, I feel like shit, but a kiss from you will make me feel so much better.”
“I fucked your brains out earlier. If that didn’t make you feel better, I don’t see how a kiss will improve things,” she replies with a shrug.
“I felt like death before we fucked, so that definitely improved things, I need a nice little kiss now, just to take the edge off,” I tell her as I move my hands to either side of her face.
“You’re full of . . .”
I cut her off by sticking my tongue in her mouth and moving my lips against hers. She reacts by scraping her fingers through my hair. She presses my mouth harder against hers. I move my hands to her hips and grind into her.
She’s fucking amazing, that’s the only word I have right now. It’s like an explosion every time we get close, and she’s right there with me, all in, right up until we pull apart, and then it’s like a switch flips, and instant regret sets in.
I know what it is, at least I think I do. I hurt her before, and she probably thinks I’ll do it again, but I’m determined this time to prove her wrong.
Zoe not so subtly revs the engine of her car. Our mouths stop moving but remain connected. I slide my hands up to her face and tilt it up so I can look into her eyes.
“Go turn your alarm off and call me if there are any problems. Call me even if there aren’t.”
She pulls away, and this time, I let her go, walk my arse out to the front of her apartment block, and immediately find a taxi waiting at the rank in front of her building.
CHAPTER16
Scarlett.
Zoe remainssilent for about thirty seconds. Just long enough for me to wave to Jack as we pull out onto the street from the car park.
“You fucked him,” she states.
