Page 49 of All Wrong
“Speaking of which, you probably should. Go, I mean.”
Yeah, he totally should, and yet his feet weren’t moving.
Corinne walked over to the door and put her hand on the knob. “Thanks for stopping by. If I don’t see you again, have a nice life.”
Something inside him snapped. Between one heartbeat and the next, he crossed the space and caged her against the door. She looked up at him.The blue flames were back, dancing in her eyes as she glared at him.
“What else is on your list?” he asked.
“Fuck you, Nick,” she hissed.
He heard the words, but his lust-drunk filter translated them into,Fucking you, Nick.
His thread of control was dangerously thin, close to snapping. He leaned in close and said, “What did you say?”
“You heard me.” She was breathing faster now, her chest rising and falling with quick little pants.
“You want to fuck me?” he asked softly, bracing himself for her rejection, a rejection he so rightly deserved.
She should be spitting in his face because he was a bastard, literally and figuratively.
But she didn’t. She did something so much worse.
“Yes.” The single word was whispered, yet it sounded like a sonic boom to his ears.
He pushed an errant lock of blonde away from her face, then ran his finger down the dewy skin, starting at her temple and working to her jaw. He went lower, wrapped his hand around the delicate column of her throat. Beneath his fingers, he could feel her pulse pounding, but in fear? Or arousal?
One quick glance downward answered that question. Her nipples were hardened peaks beneath the soft cotton of her T-shirt.
The good girl liked it a little rough? He was so totally fucked.
“You’re playing a dangerous game, Corinne,” he growled. “I’m not like the men you’re used to.”
“Don’t you think I know that?” she growled right back, baring her teeth at him. “That’s the whole fucking point.”
There was a lot to unpack in her reply, but he was fast approaching the point of no return. Especially when she started tossing F-bombs around and looking like she wanted to eat him alive. Or to behisnext meal.
“Last chance,” he warned. “Are you sure this is what you want?”
She huffed out a breath of impatience and frustration. Her hands answered for her, sliding under his shirt, raking her nails against his skin. He sucked in a breath, his abs tightening and curling inward. His hips jerked forward, pinning her against the door.
He pushed his erection into her, wanting her to understand how close he was to the edge. He wantedher to stop him, to tell him no, because God knew he couldn’t stop himself.
She didn’t. The little hellcat leaned into his chest and fucking bit him. Nipped him with her sharp teeth. Then clamped on to his nipple piercing through the cotton and tugged. It sent a bolt of lust right down into his balls.
Things got hazy after that. The next thing he knew, he was on his knees. Corinne’s shorts were gone, and he was eye to eye with smooth, pristine skin. He coaxed one toned leg over his shoulder, her upper back pressing into the door for balance. Her hands gripped his head, alternating between fisting his hair and flexing her nails into his scalp as she tilted her hips and arched into his hungry lips and tongue in silent demand.
Her wish was his command. He buried his face in her sweetness, male triumph surging through him at the wetness she’d already spilled for him. She was everything he’d ever dreamed of and so much more. Delicious. Soft. Silky. Fragrant. The only thing more addictive than her taste was the sounds she made.
Her lithe dancer’s body rode his face with absolute and total abandon, and he loved every fucking minute of it.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
CORINNE
She tugged at his hair so hard that it was a wonder it didn’t come out in clumps. He didn’t seem to mind. In fact, it seemed to motivate him. His tongue. His lips. His teeth. The rough scratch of his stubble against her slick, sensitive skin. They carried her into another dimension, one of pleasure and just a hint of pain.
Nick wasn’t gentle, nor did she want him to be. He was wild, devouring her as if he were a starving man and she was a sumptuous feast.
