Page 84 of Somehow You Knew

Walking around her to the fridge, I fill up a glass of water and grab a few ibuprofen from the medicine cabinet. “Here. Take these.”

Reluctantly, she takes the pills and water from me, downing them in a few seconds before placing the glass on the counter. “There. Happy, Dad?”

“I don’t have a Daddy kink, but good to know that you do.”

She groans, pushing her hair behind her shoulders. “Ugh, you’re infuriating.”

“So you’ve told me.”

I take her by the shoulders and steer her toward her room. When we step inside, she turns around and runs her palms over my chest. The heat of her touch makes me burn for her even more.

“Come on, Gage…” Her hands keep climbing and she runs her fingernails up the back of my neck. “You know it would feel good to take out some of this frustration on each other.”

“Fuck, Spitfire.” Closing my eyes, I fight to control my pulse—because she’s not wrong. “You know that’s not a good idea.”

“I think it’s an amazing idea. No one would have to know. We can scratch this itch and…”

I exhale hard and catch her wrists, pulling her hands from my neck as I take a step back. “You should go to sleep.”

I can see the hurt in her eyes, the sting of rejection lingering there before anger takes over. “You’re an ass.”

“You’ve said that before too.”

“God, I guess I’ve been reading this all wrong.” Spinning away from me, she heads toward her bathroom.

I can’t let this woman think I don’t want her. Because I do—even though I shouldn’t.

I stalk behind her, pressing my rock-hard cock into her back and pinning her against the wall, trapping her wrists above her head. Her breath hitches, the warmth of her skin feels like fire under my hands, and the thin line I’m teetering on feels like it’s about to break.

“Does this feel like you’ve been reading this all wrong?”

The gasp she lets out makes my dick twitch. “Gage…”

“You have no idea how close I am to snapping, Hazel.”

“Then do it.” She pushes her ass back into me, rubbing it against my cock for good measure. “Show me what happens when you do.”

I drag my nose up the column of her neck, watching her skin pebble under my touch. “I want to,” I murmur against her pulse, “but it’s only going to make things more difficult.”

“That’s not true,” she mewls, arching into me. “It’s going to feelsogood, Gage.Sofucking good.”

I bite her shoulder softly, and her moan sends a lightning bolt straight to my cock. “God, woman, you’re maddening.”

She wiggles her ass against me again, making me groan. “I learned from the best.”

I grip her hips, pulling her ass tighter against me. “The only reason I’m telling you this right now is because you’re drunk, and the likelihood that you’ll remember it is slim.”

Sheexhales sharply. “Telling me what?”

I drag my lips along the shell of her ear before telling her all the thoughts I shouldn’t say out loud, but at this point, I don’t fucking care.

“The number of times I’ve dreamed about burying my face in your cunt, Hazel, is fucking obscene. I fantasize about how you’d taste, how you’d scream…” I trail my hand down her stomach, slipping between her thighs to cup her there.

Hazel moans, sharp and needy, her head falling back against my shoulder.

“I think about how pretty you’d be on your knees. Sucking my cock, licking each barbell on my shaft as I slide down your throat until you gag. But most of all?” I press my fingers against the damp fabric of her thong, curling them slightly, feeling just how soaked she is. “I think about how this pussy would feel wrapped around my cock, sucking in every inch of me.”

“Oh my God…”

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