Page 20 of When love and Hate Collide

“Mhm,” I hum playfully, “Whatever you say, Casanova. This is probably a very bad idea, but hand me your phone.” He eyes me questioningly and reaches for his back pocket, pulling out his phone, unlocking it before handing it to me.

I take it from him and save my number as ‘?’ and hand it back to him with a smirk. “If you want to hang out again, give me a call.” I say reaching for the door.

“I’ll be sure to do that.” I hear him say and let out a throaty laugh a moment later. “Wait? Really? A question mark?”

Laughing, I slip out of his car and walk around to the driver’s side while he watches me. He grins when I poke my head in through the open window and brush a gentle kiss on the corner of his mouth.

When I draw back, we share a meaningful look, before I flash him a teasing smile, “I’ll see you,friend.”

I turn to walk off and just about take a step when I hear his car door open and he catches my wrist, stopping me. I glance back at him over my shoulder and gasp in surprise when he tugs on my arm and pulls me back into the car so I’m sitting in his lap.

“What are you doing?” I question, lifting my gaze to meet his mischievous one while fighting off the blush I can feel forming on my cheeks.

“That’s no way to say good night, Angel,” he voices and curls his long fingers at my nape and draws my mouth to his. The moment his lips touch mine I forget whatever sardonic remark I have lined up and melt into the kiss. Our tongues glide and duel heatedly evoking a deep guttural moan from deep in his throat when I suck on his tongue. When I start to pull away, he catches my bottom lip between his teeth and tuts. “Not enough,” he groans into my mouth and pulls me in for another prolonged kiss.

God damn, if he isn’t an incredible kisser. The boy can kiss life back into the dead with those skills.

We kiss until my lungs start to burn in protest and I pull my head back a little to end the kiss and catch my breath. “Well, we managed to stay friends for all of two hours. That’s got be a new record.” I sigh when he brushes his fingers through my hair and gazes longingly into my eyes.

“What do you mean? We’re still friends.” He states, kissing me chastely on the lips.

“Friends don’t kiss.”

He grins, brushing his lips against mine, “Who say’s they don’t?” comes his hushed response, “It’s our friendship, our rules.” My eyes close and I bite my bottom lip, my head lulling back when he starts kissing and nipping at my neck. “We can be friends that kiss,” he murmurs sucking the sensitive spot behind my ear while his free hand slowly inches up my bare thigh.

“Well, you do make it rather difficult to disagree with you when you do that.” I breathe lustily, basking in the mind-blowing commotion his mouth is currently causing between my legs.

“What? This…” he murmurs sinking his teeth into my neck and sucking hard until he leaves a nice red mark behind.

“Yes,” I lament breathless.

“Allow me to exhibit my power of persuasion a little more then, Angel.” he burrs, licking his way up my neck and stopping to nip at my ear.

When he dips the tip of his tongue in my ear, I lose all cognitive function and become a wet noodle in his arms. “Oh my God.”

“Now, tell me this isn’t the best kind of friendship?” he drawls, cupping a handful of my thigh and squeezes while he grinds that mammoth erection into my hip.

I manage to scrape up a speck of self-control and draw back enough to get some blood flowing to my brain again. “You’re a very bad man.” I chide him playfully and he grins back at me waywardly and brushes his nose down the length of mine.

“Would you like me to demonstrate just how bad I cantrulybe, baby?” I stare into his eyes, and do nothing to stop him when his fingers disappear between my legs. Even though my pussy is practically salivating at the mere thought of being touched by him, I curl my fingers at his wrist and stop him before he could push aside the opening of my shorts and get to my wet folds.

“As tempting as that offer isfriend, I should be going.” I say and smile when he kisses my temple which elicits a yawn from me. “Seriously, if you don’t let me go, I’m going to fall asleep right here on top of you,” I warn him with a pout and he hums, his thumb tenderly massaging my neck.

“You won’t be hearing any complaints from me on that note, gorgeous. I’ll quite happily take you back to my bed and we can sleep together.” My eyes flutter open, and I raise a brow fixing him with a pointed look. He cocks his head to the side and licks his lips while he caresses my jaw affectionately. “Well, fuck, you’re not helping the situation in my trousers fixing me with an amorous look like that, Angel.” he defends unflappably while I do my best to appear impervious and bite away the smile tugging at the corner of my lips.

“I’m sure you’re well adept at taking care of your little situation solo, no?” I purr and provocatively drag my index finger over the length of his erection which twitches under my touch and educes a low hiss from him.

His eyes that are already dark go even darker with an almost feral like need. Reaching up he grasps my chin and stares intently into my eyes. “Oh, I certainly am, but baby girl, if you’re planning on making it out of this car and into your house in the next minute, I would refrain from provoking him and me.” There’s a dangerous glint in his eyes that sends an exhilarating tremor straight through to the pearl of nerves between my legs throbbing shamelessly for him. “Keep teasing me and you screaming for mercy while I fuck you in the back of my car will be your parents and the entire neighbourhoods new alarm.”

My jaw slackens and I gape at him stunned. An aberrant heat slowly creeps up my neck at the crude imagery my mind invokes. A slow, knowing smirk spreads across his handsome face, lighting up those mesmerising eyes, “You’re picturing it, aren’t you?”

I blink and mentally shake out my reverie. “What? No,” I croak and shift in his lap to reach for the door. “I better go. You have my number, so I’m leaving the ball in your court.” I say opening the door and attempt to slip off of him, but he tightens his hold on my hips and stops me.

“I will call you.” He asserts earnestly before leaning in once again for a slow feverish kiss that I have no doubt left usbothaching for more. When I pull back, I push my long hair out of my face and toss it over my shoulder. I couldn’t tell if it’s me or if it’s just getting a little too humid in the car, but I’m starting to feel really flustered.

I peek down when I see him grinning at something on my chest. “A?” he utters thoughtfully and cocks his head to the side, observing the letter dangling from the gold chain around my neck. “Your name begins with an A?” he says and I bite my lip. I could tell him it’s the initial of my best friend’s name and she’s wearing mine but I figure he didn’t need to know about that.

When I shrug and purse my lips, he rests his head back against the headrest and laughs. “Oh, come on baby girl, you might as well tell me now.”

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