Page 17 of Sinister Hearts
The games chimed left and right. It was the most fun I’d had on a date, well, ever. We had a pizza and she ate her whole plate, which surprised me even further. The girls were always scared to eat in front of me on dates. They would pick at their food and it would annoy me immediately. But not her. It was like I was hanging out with a friend, but a friend I wanted to kiss very badly. All night I kept staring at her full lips. I couldn’t even help it.
“What are you staring at?” Faye teased me, as I melted into her bedroom eyes.
“You have some pizza in the corner of your mouth. I was also thinking I’d like to kiss you.” My confession flowed from my mouth before I could hesitate.
Her eyes widened and her cheeks flushed again. Damn, two times in a row tonight. I was on a roll. Nobody ever made cool and collected Faye blush that much.
“Okay, let’s make a bet.” Faye wiped her mouth full of sauce. I instantly was drawn in, like a moth to a flame. I always won, especially a bet. There was nothing I loved more than a challenge, and I could see my girl did, too.
This excited me like an internal inferno. “Okay, name it.” I crossed my arms as if to challenge her back.
“Let’s play that game over there.” She pointed to a racing car game. One I’ve played one too many times. One I knewwould be an easy win. Oh, this would be good. “If you beat me, you can kiss me.” My mouth dropped open and my heart fluttered. I was going to win this bet and I was going to kiss Faye Robles, and that was final.
“You’re on!” I rubbed my palms together, accepting the challenge. The game was covered with fake webs and spiders, making it a maze to get into. She picked the fake spider webs from her long, dark hair and smirked at me, embarrassed.
“Are you ready?” She beamed at me, placing her small petite hands on the arcade steering wheel.
“I was born ready, Robles.” I gave her a wink. This would be all too easy, and Faye would be mine.
She took the left wheel while I took the right, putting coins into both our machines as we began. This girl had no idea what she was getting herself into, grinning from ear to ear. I was in the lead, just like I knew I would be. But then something happened. Something I was not prepared for. She passed me in the race and suddenly we were toe-to-toe. There was no way I was going to let her win. I needed to kiss her. To taste her on my lips. I needed it so badly it was driving me mad. I couldn’t even explain how badly. I just knew if there was one thing I did tonight, it would be kissing her. I needed to make her mine officially. I was seconds to the finish line when my foot slipped. I got distracted by the mere fantasy of her. Faye’s car passed mine at the finish line by five seconds. The shock that went through me had me bewildered.
“Yes!” Faye shouted. “I won!” She mocked me, sticking her pink tongue out at me.
I lost the game, I was too stunned for words. Most importantly I wasn’t going to be kissing Faye tonight, and that instantly had a flush of disappointment wash over me.
“Aw, what’s wrong? Never lost to a girl before?” She laughed and chucked popcorn at me. This girl was going to drive me to the brink of insanity.
“I totally let you win, Robles. I was trying to be a gentleman.” My sore loser side was showing and I wasn’t proud. Faye walked closer to me, slow and seductive.
“Maybe I don’t want you to be a gentleman, Grimwood.” Her lips were so close to mine I could feel her minty breath. She was teasing me, taunting me. I loved it, and yearned for it. She wanted to play. We were going to play, alright.”
“Thanks for tonight, Jax. I had a lot of fun.” Faye batted her long, thick black lashes at me. She knew what she was doing, and I liked it.
“I did too,” I replied, licking my lips, my heart beating so rapidly. “Do you think you’d be up to doing it again?” I grabbed her slim hand and threaded our fingers together, lifting her hand to my mouth and kissing it slowly and gently, giving her direct eye contact. I noticed her breath hitch as she smiled coyly.
“I’d like that.” I could sense her arousal, the scent like honey sun beams and sweet nectar.
“You know what else I like?” I asked, while Faye gazed at me in wonder so intense I could see my reflection in her dark pupils. “Those lips.” I leaned in and pushed her thick dark hair behind her ear, kissing her tenderly. Her velvet tongue entered my mouth, inviting me in as I spread her thighs and slowly made my way to her jeans, unbuttoning them.
I licked my fingers before I reached inside her underwear. I rubbed her soft wet bud with my digits as she moaned and rode my hand. “You’re so pretty when you moan, baby girl.” Faye bit her bottom lip as she began to finish on my fingers, drowning me with her fluids. I reached my hand back as I licked her finish off my fingers. “You taste so good, Faye,” I groaned, wiping my hands of her climax. Faye panted as she buttoned her jeans. We both pulled back, staring deeply into one another, and I felt something in my chest cave like I’d never felt before.
“But you didn’t win the bet, Grimwood.” Faye huffed with her cheeks flushed, whispering into my mouth sensually.
This girl. It’s too late for any of that. , feeling her magnetic smile spread across my mouth. She was going to be my cathedral, my salvation. My unraveling. Fuck me.
“You weren’t supposed to kiss me, cheater.”
I laughed. She had no idea who she was dealing with. “Let me tell you something about me, Robles. I’ve never been good with rules.” I rubbed my thumb along her rosy cheek. “I may have lost the bet, but I won the girl. You’re mine.” I kissed her passionately, our tongues dancing in slow and intimate.
“I don’t belong to anyone, cowboy.” Faye tapped my nose in a playful manner. I grabbed Faye’s chin as I bit her bottom lip.
“Well, you do now.” I placed my hand on her chest, feeling her heartbeat. “This is mine. Say it, Faye.” I placed her on top of my lap, her back to my steering wheel.
“You’re crazy,” she cooed, and grabbed my stubble face with her hands as we peered into each other’s eyes, penetrating our souls. Oh, how I ached for her.
“Tell me, baby girl.” I kissed her as I held the back of her neck. I felt somehow like her soul called to mine in ways others couldn’t. And that was something I wasn’t ready to tell her, because I didn’t want to scare her away.
“I’m yours, Grimwood,” Faye whispered to me closely. She lifted her mouth from mine as she said it, kissing me between each word. Taunting me, knowing in this very moment she had doomed me entirely for anyone else, ever. How could I feel such a connection in such little time. How could she feel like home? Was I mad? Was I so love-drunk off of her I was somehow imagining this? It was the way she gazed not at me, but into me, like she had before for so long, in another time, in another life. Feeling like somehow these eyes, to this soul, were windows I’ve peered into before, seeking refuge, and comfort.
