Page 29 of Unraveled Love

God this girl drove me crazy in a thousand different ways. The most prominent, currently, was her complete lack of hesitation. I’d expected some, which was why she got the jump on me, but I was stronger. Faster.

I caught up to Addi halfway up the stairs and wrapped my arm around her stomach, yanking her off her feet.

“Ah,” she squealed, legs flying in the air as I turned and plopped her carefully down on the stairs.

I wanted to take her in the shower, not toss her down the stairs and break her ankle.

I laughed, taking off toward the bathroom, and just as I reached my bedroom door, she reached me, slamming her shoulder into my gut in a way I didn’t expect, and it knocked me off my feet. I clung to the doorframe.

“Hey!” I muttered.

“You played dirty!” she called out.

The hell I did.“Fighting hard is not playing dirty.”

I stalked her into the bathroom. Fortunately for me, I had less clothes to remove, and my game wasn’t who would get to the bathroom first, but who could get naked first.

I whipped off my shirt, unbuckled my pants, and unzipped them before I reached the bathroom, which meant I entered in only my athletic boxer briefs, my thumbs hooked into them when I found her.

I wasn’t sure which of us faltered first, but for a split second, my limbs quit working at the sight of Addi.

Cheeks flushed, hair already released from its ponytail, she was in a white lace bra and panty set, pushing down her jeans.

“Going for the pure virgin look?” I choked out and stood.

She had two articles of clothing on to my one. Drawing out the game to watch her strip out of that lace sounded much more fun than hurrying to get naked, despite the fact that my dick was already hard, trying to seek its own way out of my underwear.

“You’re a tease,” she whispered and stood straight up, hands on her hips, facing me.

She kicked out of her jeans, never taking her eyes off me in a challenge that made this woman a constant surprise.

Something had changed in her at the range, and the way she’d said she felt empowered at dinner had confirmed it.

Giving her a gun gave her a sense of power and control over her situation.

Too bad for her—that power and control was soon going to be in my hands.

“Are you going to let me win?”

I shook my head. “No way. I already have several ideas for after.” It was all I’d thought of for days, all the different ways I wanted to have her.

I stalked toward her, stopping only when my chest brushed against hers outside my shower door.

“How do you know my ideas aren’t better?” Her voice was a needy breath, and the scent of her arousal drifted into the air.

My girl was already hot and wet for me.

I’d make good on that. I reached into the shower and turned it on, all the way to hot so we wouldn’t shiver once this stare-down finally ended.

In front of me, Addi licked her lips, a hint of her pink tongue swiping along her bottom lip, making me bite down on my own.

“Shawn—”

“You going to let me win?” I challenged, arching a brow. I reached out and ran my thumb along her lip. She nipped at me playfully.

A teasing glint turned her eyes a vibrant shade of green. “Not a freaking chance.”

She shoved down her underwear and reached behind her so fast I barely saw her move, stunned by her beauty and her smile.

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