Page 13 of Havoc
You’re pissed off, not horny.
He walks into his room, kicking the door closed before he lets me down. “Now before you get all pissy—“
“Pissy? Oh, I’m way past that. I’m fourth day of my period, I just ran out of chocolate, and I feel a migraine coming pissed off.” I take two steps toward him, his scent fills my nose and for a minute I forget what I was saying. “Whatever you did, you need to undo it. Now.”
His hands rest on my hips. “I love it when you’re all feisty like this. The louder you yell the harder my dick gets.” He yanks me against him and I can feel him through the jeans he’s wearing.
Down girl.
“Don’t think that shit is going to work. I told you we were done, Rock, and I meant it.” I cross my arms and take a step back. I need to put some distance between us.
He walks toward me and once again I stupidly back up. This time until I’m pinned between a Rock and a wall. “I’m gonna say this one more time, so make sure you’re listening.” His fingers grip my chin. “You. Are. Mine. In my bed every night, on the back of my bike, by my side. Forever. That’s what tonight is about. You and me. Nothing less. Now you can keep fightin’ this shit and makin’ yourself miserable, or you can accept it and let me make you happier than you’ve ever fucking been.”
I look at him. His eyes are determined, focused on me. The more time I spend with him, the more I want to give into him. Give him a chance.
Can I do it though?
Let myself fall?
Let go of all my fears?
Give him the ability to crush me?
I close my eyes letting my head fall against the door. “Fine.” I say it so quietly that I almost don’t think he heard me. Then I feel his mouth against my neck, his teeth nipping a trail down to my collarbone.
“I want to spend the night in here making you scream my name until you can’t form another word.” A chill runs through me as my knees almost buckle under me. “We can’t though. Everyone out there is waitin’ on us. So right now it’ll be hard and fast because there is no way I could wait all night to have you.”
His hands slip up my thighs lifting my skirt until it’s bunched around my hips. My skin tingles as he plays with the lace of my boy shorts. I find the button on his jeans, popping it and giving them a small tug.
“Love the way these things make your ass look, but right now they’re in the fucking way.” Before I can reply he pushes his thumb through the lace shredding them off of me.
“Seriously? I would have just taken them off.”
“Babe, I’ll buy you fifty of the damn things. Just shut that pretty mouth unless you’re screamin’.” He grips my thighs, lifting me off the floor, and I feel him at my entrance. “I’ve been waitin’ for this day since the first night.”
He pushes into me and my hand grips his neck, my nails digging in as my body adjusts to his size. “Say it.”
I look over at him in question.
“I want to hear you say you’re mine,” he grumbles and I can see him fighting not to move.
“Oh really? You’re gonna play this game because I can-”
His finger pushes on my clit rubbing it in circles. I can’t control the moan that slips from my lips. “Say it or I’ll bring you to the edge and then make you wait all night.”
“Fine, I’m yours, asshole.” I roll my eyes for extra dramatic effect.
“I’ll take that shit anyway I can get it, babe.” He pulls out before pushing hard into me, our bodies slamming against the door. I arch into him, begging him for more.
He moves faster, each thrust hard than the one before. Within a couple minutes I’m clenching around him, my body tightening from the way he’s moving.
“Fuck, you’re so goddamn tight.” His hand reaches between us stroking me and I tip over the edge.
“Rock!” I yell out as a loud growl sounds from his chest. My chest heaves as I try to catch my breath. He eases me down to the floor in front of his bed. Without a word, he walks out of the room.
Really? Is he just gonna leave me here? No panties, and his shit all over me?
Before I get too annoyed he walks back in the room, a washcloth in hand. Okay, maybe he gets points for this. Bending down he cleans me off and I never imagined he could be this gentle. Tossing it into his hamper he leans down, placing a kiss on my lips. “Let’s get back out there before one of these assholes comes lookin’ for us.”
