Page 61 of Unpredictable
“You might want to.” He stood and slapped me on the back.
I walked to the elevators, a bit dazed from my conversation with Reg. Was I playing it safe? Did I like Juliana because I assumed she’d never expect more than—well, this?
I frowned and made my way toward the ballroom. My frown deepened to a scowl when I saw Juliana standing across the ballroom with a man in a tuxedo. He had his hand on the wall, preventing her exit. And his body language said he was into her. She was smiling and laughing, and it felt like a punch to the gut—witnessing their intimate conversation.
Mine,my body roared.Mine. Mine. Mine.
I watched for a moment longer before I couldn’t take it anymore. I stalked over to them, looping my arm around her waist.
“Hey, baby.” I pressed my lips to her temple, staking my claim.
I’d never considered myself a possessive person or even a jealous one. Despite what had happened with Cam, I hadn’t been jealous when I’d found out she’d cheated on me. It was more of a deep sense of betrayal. But when it came to Juliana, things were different. I was different.
She jolted, relaxing when she realized it was me. “Hey.” She smiled, and she looked beautiful but tired.
“Are you—” the douchebag across from me stuttered. “Harrison.” He blinked a few times, and I would’ve laughed had he not just been hitting on my girl. “H-Harrison Hayes?” He swallowed.
I grinned, a predatory one that said this woman was mine. “I am.” I turned my attention to Juliana. “You ready?”
She glanced around one last time. “I think so. Trey, it was a pleasure to meet you.”
He nodded, still gaping at me. We barely made it down the hall before I was attacking her with my lips, my hands.
“Harrison.” She giggled. “What are you doing?”
“Kissing you.” I dove back in, kissing her neck as she continued with those breathy sighs that turned to moans. I grabbed her hand, glancing behind us to confirm no one had followed.
“Where are you taking me?”
I tried a door, and it was locked. The second one opened easily. Even though we had a suite upstairs, I couldn’t wait. Didn’t want to wait.
“Here.” I ushered her inside, my hands on her hips as we shuffled through the door. It closed behind us with a snick.
The room was dark, and I could make out various shapes in the shadows—chairs and tables, other supplies for a big event. It was a storage room, and we were alone.
I slanted my mouth over hers, roaming her body with my hands. I was like a man possessed—intent on branding her. I’d never felt so frenzied. She sighed into my mouth when I cupped her breast, cried out when I pinched her nipple through her bra.
“What on earth has gotten into you?” she teased as I lifted her skirt, dipping beneath her underwear to tease her, touch her.
“You’re mine,” I growled, sounding feral, possessive.
I didn’t know who I was trying harder to convince—her or myself. Because after my conversation with Reg about Ryan, and then seeing her with Trey, I had to know. I needed to know that she was mine. Despite our pasts, despite the fact that we were keeping this a secret, despite everything—She. Was. Mine.
“Yes,” she sighed, angling her head back against the wall as I teased her clit.
Her voice seemed louder in the darkness, every sound, every sensation intensified. I could smell her arousal. And when she touched me, I nearly lost it.
She unbuckled my pants, sliding her hand inside to grip me.Fuck me.I was going to explode if she kept doing that, her smooth hand gliding over my hard cock. But first—I needed to hear it from her lips.
I gripped her chin in my fingers, forcing her gaze to mine. My eyes had adjusted to the light, and though it was dark, I could still make out her lips, her eyes. “Say it.”
She hesitated a moment, regarding me, perhaps sensing how serious I was. She swallowed, and the air between us grew tense as I waited for her to respond.
Finally, she pressed her lips to mine, then smiled. “Take me. I’m yours.”
“Yes,” I growled, hefting her up, her back to the wall.
My jeans fell, pooling at my ankles, as I slid her underwear aside and pushed into her. I was acting like an animal, and I didn’t care. At the moment, I only had one thought. One word.Mine.
