Taking a deep breath, I step toward him. His cologne hits me and something stirs within, heating my already thrumming skin. My body is buzzing with hatred for the man before me, yet my blood and traitorous vagina, thrum with desire. Lifting my gaze, I stare up at him. His intense blue eyes stare down at me. My eyes drop to his lips. Lips I suddenly want pressed against mine. Against my skin, my breasts, my clit. I want his lips, and tongue, all over my body.
“Well?” he snarls, the sound of his voice snaps my attention back to the present and away from my dirty thoughts.
“Well what?” I say, stepping back from him, his presence unsettling me.
“You were going to explain how I’m an asshole.”
“Jackass, not asshole.”
“Same, same,” he retorts, angering me further.
“Okay, I’ll tell you why you’re a jackass,” I emphasize the word jackass. “You’ve taunted and teased me since school. You hit my car. You took my job. You just called me fat. You won the bake-off—“
“This is over a fucking baking competition?”
“It’s more than that.”
“You really are delusional, Reese.” He steps toward me, once again invading my space and causing me to lean back to stare up at him. I hate being short, I think to myself, as I rake my eyes up his chest to his face. Staring into his eyes, I notice his gaze raking over me. His eyes are hooded and eating me up. His reaction is totally confusing right now. “You need—”
“Need what?” I breathlessly interrupt him. His presence is doing things to me right now. Sexy things and I shouldn’t be wanting them, especially with him.
He squats down to my height, his breath hot on my skin causing it to break out in goosebumps. He leans into my ear and whispers, “You need to be fucked good and hard, Short Stack. You need me, no want me, to strip you out of this sexy little dress.” He slides his finger down the strap and across my collarbone. “Then you want me to fuck your pussy with my tongue and fingers until you are a wriggling, wanton mess. The most intense orgasm of your life will detonate and you’ll be screaming my name for everyone in town to hear. Once you’ve gained composure, you’ll push me to my back, straddle me, and sink yourself onto my cock. Gripping your tits in your hands, you’ll massage them and you’ll ride me until you come harder than when you came on my tongue and fingers.”
Swallowing deeply, my cheeks darken at the scenario he just laid out. My panties are saturated. My clit pulsating between my thighs. My body thrumming at his words. My breathing labored. I stare up at him confused. He’s cool and calm, the compete opposite to my aroused and agitated state.
“Cat got your tongue?” he teases, and instantly any desire and want I felt for this man evaporates.
“You’re a jackass,” is all I mange to say, my brain mush right now. Shoving him in the chest, I step around him, and race out of the bar. My emotions are all over the place.
Stepping outside, I walk down the side of the building. Leaning against the brick wall, I realize I’m panting and breathing heavily. Closing my eyes, I think about everything Jesse just said to me. I groan in frustration when I realize he’s right. Fucking jackass. I do want everything he said…and I think I want it with him.
12
Jesse
Looking over, I’m met with an open-mouthed and stunned Drew and Rusty, I smile and wonder if they heard everything that just went down. Going by the fact Drew is speechless right now, I’m betting, yes, they heard every word. Nodding at them, I turn on my heel and race out of BB’s. I want, no need, to talk with Reese; she’s not getting away from me this time. I want, no need, to find out how she feels too because this woman has invaded my heart, mind, and soul. And if I’m honest, I want it all with her. I want with her what Rusty and Drew have.
Stepping outside, I look around the parking lot and find Reese leaning against the building. Her head is back. Her eyes closed. She looks an angel glowing in the moonlight. With the vision before me and my words from what I said inside playing on a loop in my mind, my dick is harder than steel right now. Standing here, I take her in, she really is gorgeous…until she opens her mouth that is, but after tonight; I’m not letting her get away. There’s something between us, and tonight, we will face it head on.
Storming over, I grab her around the waist and pull her into me. Before she has a chance to hit me in the balls—again—I spin and press her up against the wall, cocooning her body with mine. Staring down at her, I notice her pupils are dilated. Her breathing is ragged, as she swallows deeply and continues to stare up at me. Lifting my hands, I grip her cheeks in my palms, lean down, and press my lips to hers. She’s frozen. I begin to think kissing her is a mistake, that is until she throws her arms around my neck, pulling me into her to deepen the kiss. Her tongue slips into my mouth, sliding against mine.
This kiss is full of hate but at the same time, it’s heated and carnal. It perfectly sums up Reese and me.
She lifts her leg and wraps it around me, grinding herself onto my thigh, she moans into our kiss. The sound vibrating through my body. My cock hardening further between us.
“Jesse,” she murmurs against my lips. “Please,” she begs then she pushes on my chest, breaking the connection between us. She stares up at me, her chest rapidly rising. “What the hell was that?” she breathlessly pants.
“A kiss,” I say, resting my palms on the wall beside her head. Trapping her between me and the building.
“I know that, but why?” she snaps, “Why would you kiss me? You think I’m fat. You hate me. You—”
Shaking my head, I interrupt, “I don’t hate you, Reese. Or think you’re fat.” Cupping her cheek in my palm, I rub my thumb along the apple of her cheek. “I—”
She shakes her head side to side, and pushes me back, “I…we…I can’t do this, Jesse.” She ducks under my arm and races back into BB’s. Leaving me standing alone in the parking lot with a rock-hard cock.
A hand squeezes my shoulder and I startle. Looking over, I see Rusty. “Don’t give up on her, Jesse.”
“Are you serious right now? She hates me and thinks I hate her.”
“It’s not you, per se.”
“Then what is it?”
“I don’t know but, Jesse, you’re exactly what she needs. Just maybe tone back on the jackassness.” He pauses, and stares at me. I squirm at the scrutiny in his gaze. “You really like her, don’t you?”
Nodding my head, I smile. “Yeah, I think I do.”
“Well, go back in there and tell her that.”
“What if she decks my balls again?”
“If she’s worth another whack to the jewels, then there’s your answer.”
I laugh and grin back at him. “She is. She really is.”
“Good, now get back in there. Win the girl and win me a hundred bucks.”
“You and Drew bet on us?”
“Yep. Drew bet that you’d wimp out, leave, and piss Reese off even more. I said you’ll man up and get the girl.”
“You have that much faith in me? In us?”