“Stop saying that,” she snaps, turning to walk away, but I wrap my arms around her, holding her still.
“Because if you stay, I’ll beg. I’ll fucking beg for you. On my hands and knees. Everything I said today was mean and wrong. I don’t care about your past, and I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I need you, Donovan. I’m not me without you.”
Her forehead falls against my chest, and she lets out a shaky breath. “I hate how weak you make me.”
“Then stay mad. Just don’t say no to us because I fucking love you. I love you.”
Her head shifts up, and I feel her fingers dig into my hips. “God damn me. I love you too.”
My mouth crashes down on hers, and time feels like it stops, as our tongues dance the moment they touch, winding around and tasting, as my fingers weave through her hair. Her arms wrap around my ribs as we kiss like it’s the first time. Like we’ve been starved for this moment. Our words are whispered between desperate kisses as we move around the room, stumbling, hands roaming, mouths sealed, until she’s backed up into one of the bookcases along the wall.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” I breathe, before diving back in to kiss her feverishly.
Our breath rises and falls together, as she pushes me back, her hands finding the end of my shirt and dragging it up. We only separate long enough to pull it over my head, before she’s kissing my neck and running her plump, warm lips over my chest.
“I want to bury myself inside of you.”
Her lips press as her tongue darts out to taste my skin. “Now. I’m done waiting.”
My hands tear and pull at her sweatshirt, lifting it over her head and dragging it off.
“I want you so fucking bad, Grey,” she pants.
I pull back, awestruck, as she gives her head a little shake, letting her hair settle against her tan skin, her big blue eyes staying connected with mine. No matter how many times I’ve looked at her, I’m still struck by how fucking beautiful she is. And she’s mine.
Her hands come to my bare chest as she places a kiss over my heart, before peeking up through her lashes. “Fuck me like you should have the first time.”
My hands reach out, gripping my T-shirt that she’s in, and rip from the collar. Her body jerks forward with each tug until she’s exposed, braless and fucking spectacular. Dropping my head forward, I dip down and place a slow, languid kiss along her neck, speaking my words into her flesh.
“Tonight, you’re mine. Tomorrow you’re mine—”
But she cuts me off, running her tongue across her bottom lip. “First. Last. Only.” Forever mine, and I’m going to savor every moment.
I push her arms up over her head, running my palms up the underside to her wrists, hearing her soft whimper. Pinning them against the spines of old books, I press my leg into her center, running my thumb over the bracelet. The one she took back. My eyes search hers as we both sit in this moment. I hurt her, and as much as I want her body, it’s her heart I need more.
“Nothing ever happened between me and Laura. I lied to hurt you.” The truth falls from my lips, raw and uncontained. “I’ll never hurt you again.”
Donovan lifts her face, and I bend to her, taking her soft lips again. She pulls away and levels her eyes on me. “We’ve got a lifetime left—you can’t promise that. Just promise me you’ll never hurt me on purpose again.”
My jaw tenses, and I hate myself, but I nod. I won’t ever do that to her again. Electricity shoots between us as I stare into her eyes, stepping in closer. Our bodies press harder into each other, grinding and rubbing as she sucks and graces kisses along my jawline. Her hands tug against my hold, but I don’t let go. I hold her wrists with one hand and use my other to grip her ass hard, guiding her to rub her clit up and down my thigh.
“Let me hear you,” I whisper to her, smiling when she lets out a held breath.
“Fuck me, Grey,” she pants, raising her chin as I lick up her throat. “Erase it all. Make me the only place you exist. Damn the rest.”
Damn the fucking rest.
Her hands tug again, wanting to be freed, and this time I let them go. My head dips, quickly taking in a perfectly pink hard nipple between my teeth, running my other hand up her throat, feeling the vibration of her mouth. My fingers trace the length of her body, running down past her waist and hooking a finger into her black leggings. I nip at her nipple before I lick it and step back, slowly kneeling in front of her as I pull her pants off.
Goose bumps ignite over her smooth hip as the fabric doubles up on itself, dragged slowly down her legs. The soft fabric pops over her ass, revealing her bare pussy, and I look up, winking before leaning in and placing a soft kiss against the small tuft of hair. My tongue darts out, running up between her slick folds and making her shiver as her hands grip my hair, and she lets out a long exhale.
“Mmm, Donovan. That’s my favorite flavor.”
Donovan bites her lip as I finish removing her pants, taking them from her right leg and kissing the inside of her thigh, doing the same to her left leg. I drag my lips up her thigh, inhaling her scent as I reach her center, letting my tongue massage her clit, sucking it, as she moans and pushes into my face.
“Grey.”
I leave one more kiss to her pussy before I stand, relishing the taste of her on my tongue, and let my eyes drift over her nude body. Her chest rises and falls in the silence as I take my time to admire every fucking inch. A surprised gasp escapes her gorgeous mouth as my hand lifts, running up between her breasts, stopping to feel her heart beat.
Of all the pieces she’s giving me, it’s always been her heart I wanted most.
She reaches out. “Stop torturing us,” she says and jerks the buttons on my jeans, setting each one free and urging my pants open as I step in closer. Her slender hand slips inside the front of my pants and begins rubbing my hard cock as I take her lips again, dragging and pulling her lips with mine as our heads twist.
“Mmm,” she hums, rubbing up and down as I press my cock into her hand while bringing my lips to her ear.
“Spread.”
Her eyes lock on mine as I pull back, and she gives a sly smile, widening her stance. I pull her bottom lip between mine, letting it go with a pop. “Further.”
Her legs take slow steps open, wide enough for me to nestle between. I reach down and hitch one of her legs up, pushing her knee open against the bookcase, spreading her pussy for me to admire. My hand reaches inside my half-opened jeans, pulling out my throbbing cock as her arms lift to grip the shelf above her head, forcing her tits to jut forward.
“Look at us.”
Fuck. I’m so hard I can barely keep myself calm. My palm is wrapped around myself, gripping hard as I take long drags and tugs up, as I look down at her glistening pussy. Her head is bowed too, entranced by our closeness, turned on by the anticipation of what’s about to happen. My eyes lift to her face, and goddamn, the way she fucking watches me jerk off, running one of her hands over her body, makes me want to own her. Fill her. My thumb runs over the tip of my dick, using the precum to make my shaft slicker, and she licks her lips.
“Fuck,” I growl.
She locks her set of lust-filled eyes on me. “Fuck me, Grey McCallister.”
My head tips back, closing my eyes and committing that to memory, before looking at her and bending my knees to line the tip of my dick at her entrance as I grip her opened leg.