Page 60 of Reaper's Rival

She must have realized what I was doing because suddenly her hands locked around my neck and she pulled herself off the bed and into my chest, kissing my lips. I took her weight easily as she pulled on me. This time she was kissing me. Like I had been driving her insane.

I smirked against her lips.

“Stop smirking and kiss me back,” she told me off against my lips.

“Never thought I’d hear you say that.”

“Are you going to make me beg?” She fell back onto the bed, her hair fanning across the pillow. Pursing her lips looking up at me. Giving me a look I had missed. The look that told me she was going to get her way, and she didn’t care what she had to do to get it.

“Maybe.” I nipped her bottom lip with my teeth.

She groaned. “Kade.”

I didn’t need to hear her beg. I wanted to please her. I wanted to give her everything. I wanted this night to change her mind. So she got her wish. I kissed her. But as soon as my lips touched hers, she went crazy, biting my bottom lip and forcing her tongue in.

Her hands went to my belt and before I knew it, she was pushing my pants down with her hands.

“In a hurry, are we?” I drew back, needing to get my breath. But I couldn’t keep my mouth off her, kissing down her neck.

“I feel like I’ve been pregnant and horny for months.” She gasped as I ran my hand over her breast.

“What, your boyfriend not filling your needs?” My hands went behind her back and I unclipped her bra. What I said made her freeze. Her hands stopped pushing down my pants and she lay still. “What’s wrong?” I pulled back to look at her.

Why were her eyes so wide?

“You didn’t think,” she shook her head, like it was impossible, “that I was having sex with Daniels, did you?”

“He’s your boyfriend.” I gritted out the word boyfriend. Why did she make me keep saying it? Every time the fact I was reminded she had a boyfriend, it disgusted me. Made me want to punch something. More like someone. Him.

Why was she looking at me with such wide eyes?

“I haven’t had sex with him.”

“But I saw you tonight, you two were-”

“We’re kissing. That’s it. You stopped it from going further.” She closed her eyes. “Thank god.” Her face melted in relief. Her eyes fluttered back open and she stared up at me. “Like I said, I’ve been pregnant and horny for months. Tonight I was getting desperate.”

Thank Christ I wanted that beer. If she hadn’t had sex with him, that meant I could stop her from taking the next step with him. I would rather be her man on the side than nothing.

“From now on, when you’re horny, you come to me. Understand?” I wasn’t asking it of her. I was demanding it of her. If I could stop her from taking the next step with him, then I would. I was greedy. I wanted her. And if I could only have her in my bed, then I would settle, for now, till I could have all of her.

“I don’t expect you to do that for me.”

“Well, break up with him.”

“I can’t.”

Why couldn’t she? What was keeping them together? “Do you love him?” Is that what was keeping her from me? Her love for him? Why couldn’t she love me like that? Why couldn’t she just want to be with me? Like I wanted to be with her.

I wanted to raise this child with her. I wanted her. All of her. And I really wanted to know what was keeping her with this man.

“No.” Her fingers ran across my cheek and she bit her bottom lip. Like she was about to share something with me that she wasn’t sure if she should or not. “I’ve only ever loved you.”

The words left her lips and my control was lost. I ripped her black lace panties off. She gasped as I thrust into her.

“Say that again.” I thrust harder into her, making her arch her back and her breasts press into my chest.

“I’ve only ever loved you.”

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