Page 63 of The Fire Walker
Dee
Turning on the shower,I pressed my forehead against the glass, waiting for the water to warm up. There was this cyclone of emotions rolling around in my heart, and I didn’t know how to stop them. It was exactly like that movieTwister, except there was no cow flying past the window. I just had to hold on and ride itout.
Ducking underneath the spray of water, I leaned a cheek against the tiles and let the warmth soothe out the kinks in my neck and my heart. Or whichever way you wanted to look atit.
At first, I didn’t realize I wasn’t alone, but when the shower screen slid open, my breath caught in the back of my throat. I was too tired to say anything. Too tired of this stupidgame.
Jessie pressed the length of her body into my back and her lips against the curve of my shoulder. Grateful she couldn’t see my face, I bit my lower lip to stifle a moan that had been boiling up inside me. I wanted her. After everything, I still wantedher.
She slid her hands over my hips, the contact searing through me. Shit. Fuck. Ass. Why did she have to have this effect on me? It was hard enough to keep myself under control, to keep this dangerous thing from destroying us both, and she had to come in here and pushit.
As her hands trailed toward the one place I wanted her to touch, I stifled another moan, leaning my face harder against the tiles. Her breasts were pressed into my back, and it was all I could do not to turn around and just takeher.
“Don’t.” I groaned as she was about to take me in herhands.
“Why not?” Her lips were soft against the curve of my shoulder. Did she get a kick out of torturing me? Was that what thiswas?
I pulled her hands away and dragged her around to face me. This time, her back was against the tiles, and I was the one in control. “If I fuck you now,” I said, my eyes drilling into hers, “it won’t meananything.”
“I don’tcare.”
I felt my entire body stiffen as her words sliced through me. No, she didn’t, didshe?
“I don’t care,” she said again. “Fuck me how you want, but I can’t let yougo.”
Turning off the shower, I stepped out, pulling a towel around my waist. I heard a muffled whimper behind me as Jessie followed, and I watched in the mirror as she dried herself off, a look of absolute defeat on her face. I hardened even more at the sight of her naked body, and I squeezed my eyesshut.
“I had to try something,” she said, and I clenched myjaw.
That was the thing about tentative grips. They’re tentative until something comes along and breaksthem.
Before I understood what I was doing, I turned and pushed her back against the wall, the towel dropping away. Her lips parted as she gasped, but her eyes never leftmine.
“Is this what you want?” I asked, pressing my erection into herstomach.
“Yes.”
I tugged her towel away, flinging it across the room, and before I could take her breasts in my hands, her fingernails sank into the skin of my ass, and she moved against me. Sucking in a sharp breath of air between my teeth, I grabbed her around the waist and turned her around, bending her over the countertop. She couldn’t touch me, but I could touch her wherever Iwanted.
“You used me, led me on. You walked out on me after...” I almost choked, but I didn’t want to give her the satisfaction. Letting my fingers curl into her wet hair, I tugged her head back. “You destroyed me. I’m nothing to you. You made me question everything. I don’t know who I hate more. You orme.”
I felt her entire body stiffen beneath me, and I should’ve felt bad, I probably would when I had time to cool down, but right now, this shit needed to be said. It had to come out before it chewed me up and spat meout.
Sliding between her ass cheeks, she let out a long moan, quaking against me. “Do you want this?” I asked again. “I won’t take itback.”
“If this is what it takes, then I’ll do it,” she said, her voice muffled by her position. “I’ll do anything to show you how I feel. I need you to fuck me so you can see what you do to me. If it’s a punishment, then I’ll take it.Gladly.”
My fingers curled tighter in her hair as I pressed her harder into the bench, wrestling with what my body wanted and what my head was tellingme.
“Do it,” she said, rubbing her ass againstme.
Fumbling for my bag, I pulled out a condom, and before I could even begin to think clearly, I slid inside her with a hard thrust, skin slapping against skin. A delicious moan came from under me, bringing back memories of that night back in LA. This felt just as intense, but it was sharpened with something else I didn’t want to acknowledge. Anger. Hurt. Betrayal. And it didn’t mean a fuckingthing.
Not stopping to let her become accustomed to the feel of me inside her, I pulled back and thrust again and again, chasing nothing but my own release. I didn’t care if she finished. I didn’t care about pleasing her. She wanted this, and I was takingit.
She went to move her hands beneath to rub her clit, but I grabbed her wrists and pinned them behind her back, not even slowing. Each time we came together, something was drawn out of me. Who the fuck knew, right? This was just dirty, disgusting revengesex.
She began to tighten around me as her orgasm smashed into her, but I didn’t care. I kept thrusting, wanting to come and come until my brain exploded. Pleasure, pain...revenge. I came hard, my mind foggy and overwhelmed. My hands fell onto the bench either side of her as my entire body quaked in the aftermath of my release. As I started to come back to myself, I pulled out sharply, and an exhausted whimper escaped Jessie’slips.
