Page 15 of Mechanic Next Door
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Peach
I fumble withmy keys as I get to the back door of my house. Thomas is fast on my heels and when I push the screen door open he catches it and then slams it closed behind him. I don’t stop walking until I’m in the kitchen, tears staining my cheeks. A deep sigh breaks in my chest as I pull my shortson.
“Just leave me alone,” I say over my shoulder. “Leave mealone.”
“Turn the fuck around,Peach.”
My chest puffs up with a big intake of air. I do as he says, slowly turning around to facehim.
“What?” I say expectantly. “Just let me go, okay? If you aren’t going to give me what I want, just let me fucking go. I can’t do this anymore, Thomas. You’re hot, you’re cold. You’re all over theplace.”
“What you want?” He takes a step toward me, his eyes narrowed onto mine. The heat coming from his body is nearly unbearable. It’s making me feel hot all over. So…damn…hot. That kiss. His touch. The feeling of his fingers splitting me open and the soft tips draping hot and wet over my clit. His words. His dirty, filthy hot words. “I asked you a question, Peach. You think I’m not giving you what you want? Tell me what youwant.”
“I want…you, Thomas. I want you, okay? Every single time I close my eyes I see you. When I wake up in the morning I want you to be there. I want you so badly that I just don’t know what the hell I’m going to do with myself anymore. I need you to be with me. I fucking promise that if this happens, we can go back to the way we were before. But I need you. I need you to kiss me, I need you to fuck me, I need to feel you. I needit.”
“You don’t want me,” he rumbles. “You don’t want any part of me, especially if you want me to pretend this never happened. You don’t want any part of that, Peach. Trustme.”
“How do you know what I want? Huh?” I take a step toward him. I can barely hear myself talk over the beating of my heart and the whirring of my thoughts. “You don’t know what I want, Thomas. You can’t possibly know what I want. Because if you did, you’d know that you are theonlything I want. If you had any fucking idea how badly I wanted you…I don’t know what to do withmyself.”
“I’m a jealous bastard, Peach. I can’t give you what you want. I can’t just fuck you and walk away. Because I won’t be happy with just a taste of you. I want the whole fucking package, and if I just get a taste, that’s something that I am not going to be able to come back from. There will be no going back. And you’re too good for me. Too good for this town. Too good to have me breathing down your throat. Too good to have me on your ass twenty-four-seven. Too good to see what I’m capable of. Too good to be with some guy who is way too fucking old for you and who promised your granddaddy he would take care ofyou.”
My mind went to mush when I heard the word “fuck” slip past his lips. The idea of having his dirty mouth on mine, his lips blazing a trail across my skin…it’s too much to take. I had a taste. And now I needmore.
And all this talk of not going back after this? Of him being too good forme?
“You’re all I want, Thomas. You are all I’ve ever wanted. I don’t care if you think you’re too old for me. I don’t care if you think people will judge. And if you really promised my grandfather that you would take care of me, then take care of me. Take care of me like a man is supposed to take care of the woman who wants him and who he wants back, damnit. Even if it’s just one time. I would give anything for just one time with you,Thomas.”
“This isn’t a game for me. Don’t go around asking for things that you can’thandle.”
Lightning erupts across myskin.
“Please, Thomas,” I mutter, taking a small step toward him so we’re almost touching. “I need you. Don’t make mebeg.”
“Don’t make me do this, Peach,” he growls down at me. “I am not going to just fuck you and then walk away. I can’t claim this and then let it go. It’s just not going to work likethat.”
He gets really close to me, his warm, sweet breath swirling around us. He puts his hand on the small of my back and pins me to him, my arms going limp at my sides at the feeling of his dick pressing up against mybelly.
“Then why are you holding me?” Imutter.
“I’m not going to fuck you if you’re only asking for one time, but if you need this from me, I’ll doit.”
“What?” I moan as he drops his mouth to my neck. He nips and licks against the column of my throat, his thick lips blazing a hot trail on my skin. His tongue sweeps out and he swirls it around myearlobe.
“I can feel your tongue like it’s supposed to be inside me,” I whine. “I can’t take this. Please. Justonce.”
“No,” he growls. “I’m not going to fuck you, but I will eat your pussy. I will eat your ass if you want that, too. I might even fuck your ass if you beg me pretty enough. But I won’t fuck your pussy. Is that fucked up? Fuck yes it is. But if I get my dick in that pussy it’s going to belong to me. I can rent out your ass but I’llownthat pussy if I get my cock init.”
He pulls me against him harder and stamps his mouth down on mine, and the whole world disappears. My mouth opens up as he forces his tongue deep inside, our tongues trashing together under the seal of his lips. He groans audibly and shoves a hand down the front of my shorts, his fingers finding my soaked hole as his other hand comes up to my breast and gives it a firm, possessive squeeze. His fingers yank my tank-top and bikini top down and his palm brushes around my breast, making my nipples peak into tight tips as he slides one big finger from my hole up to myclit.
He lifts me in the air, spins me around and sits my ass down on the edge of the kitchen table. My hands fly to his belt and I start to undo it with trembling fingers when he pulls away, grabs a chair, and spins it around so he’s straddlingit.
With a ferocity I’ve never seen before, he puts his hands under my ass and yanks my shorts and bikini down, taking the edge of the latter in his teeth. I feel my breath hitch at the vision of it hanging from his mouth, gripped between his teeth, and when he sucks in a deep breath and his eyes change beforeme.
He drops them into his lap andgroans.
His bruising fingers find my ass cheeks and he digs in, pulling me off the edge of the table. I think I’m going to fall off but he grips me so strong, his thumbs sneaking around between my ass cheeks and splitting my lips open to show him my wet holes betweenthem.
