Page 19 of Has-Been
She lifted her face, pressing one palm against my cheek. My god, even that innocent touch made me want her more.
“Kiss me, Has-Been, please.”
I didn’t argue. She needed what she needed right now, and I’d never withhold anything that could offer her comfort. Our lips met as we both moved closer, and this time it was her tongue that teased at my lips, and shattered the tiny fragment of control I’d been trying to hide behind.
With a low growl, I threaded my fingers through her hair, and crushed our mouths together, tasting her with every brutal surge of my tongue. Her soft whimpers as we kissed were devastatingly sweet, and torturous, because I wanted to lay her down and see what other sounds I could wrench from her lips as I pleasured her body, and exorcised her demons.
Sounds. Her sounds. Fuck! I pulled back, and forced myself to breathe, before I ended up diving right back in again.
“Sounds… the text said sounds. He liked the way you sounded? When did he talk to you?”
She was blinking sluggishly, trying to follow my train of thought.
“I uh… what? Oh, oh god…” Suddenly she was pushing me back, and letting go of her took so much out of me. Everything that had felt right just seconds ago was replaced with wrongness. She belonged in my arms, not out of them.
Elise
Arghhhhewassofrustrating! One minute he was intensely focused on me, and the next he was caught up in something else, and pushing me away, or was I pushing him? I had no idea anymore.
“Elise, what did he mean? Did you meet this guy?”
What the hell? “Did I… what’s the matter with you? Suddenly you care if I’ve met other guys? You’re as bad as my brother! I don’t know if I’ve ever met him, okay? I don’t know who he is. My phone rang and I answered it and he… he didn’t speak.”
“You had a funny phone call too?” He followed me as I moved around the room, trying to distract myself with something, anything, so I wouldn’t remember how that guy sounded. The sound of his deviant pleasure, the way it felt like a violation, because I’d never been around a man who made such a sound, and I definitely didn’t want to hear it from a stranger.
“Dammit. Will you stay still? Talk to me. What did he say when he phoned?”
“I already told you. He didn’t speak.”
“At all?”
I couldn’t look at him, focusing on his cut instead, on the neatly sewn patch with his road name. I didn’t even know his real name. Just that he was known as Has-Been. I wasn’t even sure if I knew why that was his name.
“What’s your name? Your real name, I mean?”
He groaned, releasing my arm as he stepped back.
“You’re just gonna dodge the question?”
“I think mine is a valid question. You’ve had your hands on me, and your mouth on me, and I don’t even know your name.”
He narrowed his eyes, and raked his gaze over me.
“Haven’t had my mouth on nearly enough of you, babe. I want to taste every fucking inch of your body.”
Oh god. That’s what I want. That’s exactly what I want.
“Please, Has-Been.”
He let out a curse and turned away, linking his heads behind his neck.
“I swear to god I’m not strong enough for this.”
“For me?”
He turned again, and the intense look in his eyes made me squeeze my thighs together against a sudden tingle of excitement.
“To resist you.”
