Page 87 of Prey Tell
But her green eyes are still so fucking open and kind. I lean down to kiss her again, but she pushes against my chest.
“Chase,” she says, her voice low. “We need to talk about why you keep wanting to push me away.”
Do we?I wince slightly and lower her to the ground, ignoring my stiff cock. “Of course,” I say sternly, walking over to the bed and sitting down.
Limping over to the bed, clad only in those bright fucking red panties and matching bra, she takes a seat next to me, turning to face me.
Fuck…
She looks so vulnerable.
I swallow as she gives me a small smile. “I want to be here.With you.When you rejected me eight years ago, it took memonthsto recover,” she starts, and I feel something crack inside of me.
“Fuck, Juliet,” I say quickly, running a hand down my face. “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“But you did,” she says slowly. Except, she’s not mad or disappointed. She’s stating a fact. Which is classic Juliet Parker. “I was sad, angry, and embarrassed. I barely paid attention to my classes for weeks, and I was constantly hounding Jackson for information about you.” She bites her lower lip and leans her cheek on my shoulder. “I missed you.”
I am the world’s biggest asshole.
I wrap my arms around her, and something inside of me feels a little bit lighter. “I’m sorry,” I tell her.
“I’ve forgiven you,” she says quickly. “I need you to know that for me, this isn’t just an experiment. This is everything I never knew I wanted.”
Fuck.
Me.
I close my eyes and inhale the scent of her hair, the feel of her soft skin in my arms. JulietfuckingParker. She’s so honest. Open. It’s startling to hear her come out and talk about all of this, but it shouldn’t be. She’s always been someone to tell you exactly how she feels.
Maybe I could learn a thing or two from her.
Especially since I’m fighting every reflex to make a sarcastic retort, pushing her away. My instinct is to put distance between us—to get her as far away from me as possible. But what if I didn’t? What if… I tried to be better? Just for this weekend?
Before I can prove it to her and myself, she continues talking.
“At the engagement party, I was mad at you. Not for paying—though it was a bold move, Ravage,” she says, and I chuckle. “I was mad because Iknewyou felt something for me. I knew eight years ago that you were attracted to me. And yet, you weren’t fighting for me. Iwantedyou to fight for me. I wanted you toshow methat you still cared, and when I found out you offered to pay for the wedding, I assumed it meant I’d been wrong. But then you pulled me into that office…” she trails off, snaking an arm around my waist.Fuck, it feels so fucking good to be touched like this. To hear her say these things.“I think I knew I was ruined. You ruined me for anyone else,” she says softly. “The second you pushed me against that desk, I knew I would stop at nothing to get you.”
Something significant cracks in my chest, and I twist her, pressing her down on the bed as I hover over her.
“You think it was easy seeing you with him?” I ask, feeling out of control.Shemakes me feel out of control. All or nothing—and I want to give her every single fucking thing. Why am I telling her this? Her cheeks flush, and I continue, reaching down to move her underwear to the side, pressing a finger into her wet, warm cunt. “You think Ienjoyedseeing you two together? Hearing about your engagement toanother manfrom my best friend?” She arches her back, and I don’t wait. Ican’t.I unbuckle my pants, but I don’t touch myself yet. I want to savor this.
I want to savorher.
Kissing her, I speed up the ministrations with my fingers. I lower myself onto her so that she’s pinned beneath me and the mattress, settling between her legs.
I press my palm against her clit, and she gasps.
She was my prey before, but right now, she’s Juliet.
“Finally,” I mutter gruffly, bending down to her neck and kissing her. “Fucking finally.”
Juliet moans as I suck on her skin, and I feel her pussy flutter around my finger. Adding a second, I keep my palm pressed against her clit, ensuring my ring is digging into the inside of her thigh.Marking her as mine.Her mouth drops open when I curl my fingers, when I brush them against the spot I know will make her see white.
“Be a good girl, and come for me, Juliet.”
I feel the cords in her body snap, feel the way her cunt grips me frantically, and I moan as she comes all over my hand, contracting around my fingers. I press kisses into her forehead. She convulses as she comes down slowly. I draw it out, keeping my fingers curled, gently pressing against her. She pants underneath me. I stroke her hip with my free hand until her eyes flutter open.
“That was…” she trails off, smiling. I smirk as I roll my hips against her, watching as her eyes flutter with her evident desire. “I want all of you. I need it, Chase.”
