Page 21 of Bewitched By the Mountain Man
My hands slide into her pants, finding her wet and ready again, and I groan, pressing my fingers against her. She gasps, her hips bucking against my hand, but she’s still angry.
“You’re still acting like I’m some fragile girl. Why do you think I went to that club? Why do you think I fucked you? It’s a rebound. That’s all.”
I can see the lie in her eyes, the way she’s trying to play it off. But it does something to me, twists the knife deeper.
“Oh yeah?” I say, circling her clit. “Just a rebound, huh? You came here for me to fuck you, to come inside your pussy over and over. Just sex, Tessa? No feelings?”
“Yeah,” she says, her hands gripping my arms. “That’s right.”
“Bullshit,” I growl, spinning her around so she’s facing the tree, her hands braced against the bark. I yank her pants down, exposing her ass. “Say it again.”
“It’s just sex,” she says.
I bring my hand down, a sharp smack against her ass, and she gasps, her body jerking.
“Say it again,” I demand.
“It’s just sex,” she repeats, her tone mocking, and I spank her again, harder this time.
“You’re lying,” I say, spanking her again, watching the way her body responds, the way she pushes back against me, wanting more. “You researched me. You cared enough to dig into my past. Why, Tessa? Why would you do that if this was just sex?”
“Just curiosity,” she says, testing me.
It drives me fucking insane. I spank her again, and she whimpers, her hands gripping the tree tighter.
I can’t take it anymore. I grab her hips, pulling her down to the ground. She’s on her hands and knees, and I’m behind her, my hands shaking as I undo my pants again.
“You want just sex? Fine. How about I fuck you again? But this is more than that for me. You’re more than that. That’s why I keep pushing you away.”
My hands grip her hips as I lean down against her ear. “You feel this, Tessa. You feel me. Don’t fucking lie to me and say this is just sex.”
“It’s just sex, Lachlan. That’s all I want.”
Her words hit me like a punch, fueling the fire in my chest.
“You’re a fucking liar,” I growl, my thrusts growing harder. “You want more than this. You’re not fooling anyone, Tessa.”
“No,” she gasps, her hands clawing at the dirt. “I don’t. I told you, it’s just a rebound. Just sex.”
The lie makes my blood boil, and I grab her hair, pulling her head back.
“Say that again. Tell me you don’t feel this, that you don’t want me. Go on, Tessa, lie to me again.”
“It’s just sex,” she chokes out.
“Bullshit,” I growl.
She’s so wet, so responsive, and it drives me fucking insane that she’s trying to pretend this means nothing.
“You’re dripping for me, Tessa. You came here for this, for me, because you can’t stay away. You want me just as much as I want you, and I’m gonna fuck the truth out of you.”
She whimpers, her body shaking, so close to the edge, but I’m not letting her have it yet. Not until she admits it. I slow my thrusts, denying her the release she’s desperate for.
“Admit it. Tell me you want more. Tell me I’m not just a fucking rebound.”
“Just… let me come.”
“Not until you stop lying. You don’t get to come until you admit you feel this, that you want me. Say it, Tessa.”
