Page 64 of No Longer Mine

I wrappedmy fingers around Scarlett’s jaw and applied a little pressure. “Don’t do it again.”

“Don’t steal?”She laughed, a dark and harsh sound that echoed around my bedroom. “I’m sorry, but I can’t make promises I won’t keep.”

“Don’t steal from me.” I applied more pressure, and she narrowed her eyes.

“I don’t make promises I won’t keep.” She gritted out between her teeth.

I tilted her chin higher, watching the way her pulse jumped beneath my fingers. “You should start,” I murmured. “Because if you take from me again, I won’t be so forgiving.”

Scarlett’s green eyes burned into mine, sharp and taunting. “What does the ring mean to you anyway? I never took you for the sentimental type.”

“Careful,” I murmured. My grip on her jaw softened just slightly as I was reminded of Cassie and the conversation I had with Ace about her. Though it was brief, it was enough to loathe myself all over again.

“Or?” She ripped her face from my grip and scowled at me. “Well? Are you going to let me walk out of here, or am I going to be carted out in a body bag?”

My eyebrows jumped. “You think I want to kill you?”

Her eyes rounded as she took a step back from me. I closed the distance between us. “I can’t tell you which I want more, to fuck you or to kill you. Though killing you seems to be lower on my list as of late… especially since you returned the ring.”

Her eyes jumped between me and my window. It was locked tight. I made sure of it before she got here. I didn’t want her exit to be an easy one. I leaned down in her face. “Are you afraid, Little Fox?”

She straightened and narrowed her eyes. “No.”

I grinned. “You should be.”

I needed to get this woman out of my system and the only way I knew how to do that was to, of course, fuck her out of my system.

I reached out, fisting the lapels of her jacket and yanked her against me. Her small gasp betrayed her, but she didn’t push me away.

Her lips parted, her pulse a frantic beat beneath her skin.

“You like playing with fire,” I murmured, my breath brushing against her cheek.

She smirked, a challenge. “And you like burning.”

“Guilty,” I shoved her back against the wall, my fingers trailing up the curve of her neck before tangling into her hair. A sharp tug tilted her head, exposing the delicate column of her throat.

“Tell me, Scarlett,” I rasped, pressing my knee between her thighs. “Have you been thinking about me?”

Her breath came in sharp, quickened little exhales, but she still had the audacity to grin. “Not once.”

I dragged my lips along her jaw, slow and taunting, before pressing a kiss just beneath her ear. My fingers flexed against her waist, pulling her harder against me. “Uh huh. I think you want me, or you wouldn’t have brought the ring back.”

I was torturing myself. I couldn’t believe what I was doing, but it had been too long. I wanted—no, needed—her. I lifted her, and instead of, pushing me away, she wrapped her legs around me. Her head tilted back as she watched me from hooded eyes. This was bad, but oh so very good.

Scarlett’s thighs clenched tighter around my waist, the heat from her pussy searing through the thin barrier of my clothes. Her fingers curled into the front of my shirt, gripping the fabric like she wanted to rip it from my body, but she hesitated.

“Tell me something,” I said, softly as I watched her mouth. “Do you want me?”

Her eyes turned steely. “I hate how badly I want you. I shouldn’t want this. I don’t?—”

I crushed my mouth against hers, swallowing whatever she was about to say. That was enough for me. She could hate me, I didn’t care, but she was going to be willing when it came to us fucking and I was going to fuck her.

She gasped, and I seized the moment, plunging my tongue into her mouth, claiming every breath, every sharp little whimper she tried to hold back. She tasted like defiance and temptation—sweet, sinful, and just out of reach.

Her nails bit into my shoulders, her body arching into mine as she rolled her hips, grinding against the thick, aching length of my cock. A moan slipped past her lips, muffled against my tongue, but I felt it vibrate through me like a live wire. It was like music.

I gripped her ass, my fingers digging in as I pulled her tighter against me, forcing her to feel exactly what she was doing to me.

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