"Can I help you with something?" I didn't even try to hide the acid in my tone.
Her eyes immediately met mine. "Yeah, sorry. Can I come in?"
Why the fuck do you want to come in my room?
She didn't wait for my answer, she just walked right in like she owned the place.
I put my arm out, not letting her walk past the small entranceway.
Daphne stopped and almost jumped as the door closed behind her with a thud. She looked behind her at the door, and then back at me. Her voice made a small squeaking sound when she tried to clear her throat.
Don't worry princess, I'm not sandwiching you here so I can fuck you. I'm not letting you walk past me into my bedroom so that I won't be tempted to fuck you. Seeing her by my bed would probably be too hard to pass up. Especially since I was already hard. "Did you want something?"
She folded her arms in front of her chest. "Yes, actually. I came here to apologize." It didn't sound like an apology. She sounded angry and snooty.
"Fine. Apology accepted. You can go now."
She frowned. "You don't sound like you accept it. I know I was out of line last night..."
"Why are you here, Daphne?"
"To apologize. If you would let me get two words out..."
"No, I mean why the fuck are you even here? I didn't go on the zip lining tour to purposely avoid you. That's where you're supposed to be right now. So how about you go run back to your friends?"
"I can't."
"You can. Here, let me get the door for you."
She stepped in front of me when I reached for the doorknob.
"Jesus Christ, Daphne. What do you want from me? I tried to be a good guy. I tried to take things slowly with you. And you just freaked out on me for no reason. I doubt you've actually changed your mind about anything you said last night, so I don't know why you're here. And even if you did, I don't give a shit about your apology. If anything you should be apologizing to my brother."
"I already apologized to him."
I couldn't pretend to not be surprised. That didn't fix what had happened, but it was still nice to know that she wasn't a complete asshole. "Really? And what did he say?"
"He was certainly a lot nicer than you." She looked so fucking sexy when she was angry. Her cheeks were even rosier and her hands were balled into fists like she wanted to fight me.
"I'm sure he was. Look, I'm not my brother. I'm not a nice guy." I wanted to take her right against this wall. I barely knew her and I wanted to fuck her brains out. She had no idea what kind of man I was.
"What, do you like the idea of being a bad boy or something? You give off this air like you don't give a shit about anything. But guess what? You do. You're upset with me because you care so much about your brother. You told me that story about getting arrested in Costa Rica. Guess what, tough guy? You got arrested because you cared." She poked me in the center of my chest.
I looked down at her hand as she slowly splayed her fingers and pressed her palm to my chest. There was still fire in her eyes, but it didn't look like she wanted to kill me anymore. And it definitely didn't seem like she was here to apologize anymore. But she had been so persistent about not wanting sex. So what was she getting at exactly? "Why aren't you zip lining right now?"
"Because I was scared."
"Scared of what?"
"Dying before I knew what living really was."
I didn't care that I was angry. I didn't care that a small piece of me wanted this girl to grovel at my feet for forgiveness. Because a much bigger part of me wanted my cock so deep inside of her that she'd scream my name at the top of her lungs.
Her hand slowly slid down my chest, stopping right above the waistline of my pants.
I promised her that we wouldn't have sex this weekend. What was she trying to do to me? If she was trying to prove that I still wanted her even though I was pissed, then she was doing a fantastic job. "Are you trying to make me break my word?"
"I want you to break it. I want you to show me what it's like to truly live."
Fuck it. I stepped forward, pressing her back against the door.
Her hands immediately clasped behind my neck, drawing my lips toward hers. I could taste her lust. I could feel the passion that she so badly wanted to downplay. It mirrored my own.
I made short work of unbuttoning her shorts and pushing them and her thong down her hips. I lightly pressed the pad of my thumb against her clit and relished the moan she made. God, this girl was even hornier than me. I slipped the tip of my index finger inside of her. She was absolutely dripping.
She moaned again.
"You're so wet for me, baby." I encircled her wetness with my finger. "If you were a good girl, I'd go down on you. I'd eat your pussy until you came all over my tongue. I'd fuck you with my fingers nice and slow until you unraveled on my hand. But you're not a good girl, Daphne."
Chapter 29
Daphne
He thrust his finger deep inside of me.
Holy shit. I had never been this turned on in my life. I hadn't come here for this. I just wanted to apologize. Why did I want him so badly when he was angry?
"And if you want those things, you're going to have to beg for them. Because all I want to do is punish you." He slipped another finger inside of me. "God, you're so fucking tight."
That was why I wanted this. I wanted him to punish me. Yes, he was a good guy, but he certainly knew how to be bad.
He pumped his fingers in and out of me. "What's it going to be, Daphne? Do you want my tongue or my cock? I'm making you come either way." He pulled his fingers out of me and slid them into his mouth, sucking off my juices.
Everything he did was so sexy. He was an arrogant, cocky asshole, and I loved it. I didn't even know what to say. I just wanted him to do whatever he wanted to me.
"Get down on your knees and start begging for my tongue." He pulled a condom out of his wallet. "Or spread your legs for me." He ripped open the foil and shoved his sweat pants to the ground, revealing the biggest erection I had ever seen. "You have five seconds to decide before I fuck you without one." He handed me the open condom.
As much as I wanted this, I did not want to get pregnant or get any diseases he might have. "That's incredibly irresponsible, Rob." Why did him being irresponsible make me want him even more?
He smiled. "Put the condom on me then, sweetheart. The clock is ticking."
I wanted him. I didn't care that we barely knew each other. I didn't care that we were in the middle of an argument. I rolled the condom onto his length and looked up into his dark brown eyes. "I want you to punish me."
"Right answer." He grabbed my ass, lifted my legs around him, and thrust deep inside of me, slamming my back against the door again. "Fuck you're so tight."
"Oh God," I moaned at the same time. He was so big. Now I wished he had taken his time teasing me, making sure I was ready for him. My fingernails dug into his shoulders and I tightened my legs around his waist.
"You okay, baby?" He kissed my neck as he moved his hips slowly. "Let me take it slow for a second."