Arrogant Bastard - Jennifer Dawson Page 0,29

to bring him closer. He shifts, and his mouth crashes down on me again.

He kicks my feet apart, bending at the knees so I’m full and flush against him. The sounds of our harsh breathing fill the room, as the lust between us takes up all the available space. I climb him, and he hooks one arm under the curve of my ass. My legs twine around his waist.

He rocks into me, and I gasp at the sheer pleasure of him hard against me. He grinds into me, while whispering against my lips, “Does this feel like I don’t want you?”

“No.” The word is a soft pant. I lick his lower lip, and our mouths brush together as our bodies strain.

My hips work, and the same hazy, hypnotic desire that overtook me last night finds me again, blotting out all my arguments and rational thought.

He kisses me, hard and brutal, before lifting his head. “I’d kill to slide into your cunt right now.”

I jerk at the words, rubbing shamelessly against his erection, straining in his jeans. “Yes.”

He whispers into my ear, “I’d make you so greedy, Cat. So hungry.”

I groan, completely lost now.

He nips at my earlobe. “I’ll make you beg real good.”

His words should make me want to hit him, but they just ramp me up and make me burn.

One big hand covers my breast, strokes over my nipple.

There’s a knock on the door and the handle rattles, but we’re pinned against it, so the door can’t swing free.

We freeze.

My eyes fly open.

Lock onto his.

I hiss. “Let me go.”

“Everything okay in there?” It’s Gwen’s voice, muffled from the other side of the door.

“Everything’s great. Just a minute.”

He drops his arms, and I slide down his body to touch the floor. I glare at him and whisper, “That was a mistake.”

A muscle in his jaw jumps, but he nods.

We spend a few seconds straightening our clothes and getting control over our breathing.

I smooth my hand over my hair, and because I can’t think of anything else to say to this man that’s wreaking havoc over my hormones, with a too-bright smile, I throw open the door.

Unfortunately, Gwen and Jackson are both standing there. I skirt around them, anxious to get away. Clearly this was a horrible idea. From here on out, I need to avoid Caden like the plague since he does bad things to my common sense and apparently, if he wants to touch me, I roll over and pant like a dog for it.

“Sorry about that.” I wave a hand toward their office. “It’s all yours.”

I hurry off and don’t look back.

Confrontation was a terrible idea.

Caden is dangerous, and unpredictable.

I need to stay as far away from him as possible.

And for the love of God, never let him touch me again.

Caden

That went well.

What the fuck was I thinking? Kissing Cat had not been the plan, but she’d stood there, all adorable and flustered, talking about sexually harassing me, and I’d gotten an impulse.

A horrible impulse I should have ignored, but I didn’t. And now I know what she tastes like.

I look at Gwen and Jackson, who are watching me with avid interest.

Of course Cat took off like a bat out of hell, leaving me to deal with this mess. I clear my throat. “Distillery business, but that’s taken care of, and I’m all yours until I’ve got to make my rounds.”

Gwen laughs. “Is that what you’re calling it?”

“That’s what it was.” I shift the bill of my cap low on my forehead. “I’ll clear out.”

Jackson nods. “I’ll be there in a minute.”

“Sure thing.” I walk back down the hall and into the airy kitchen, returning to the stool I previously vacated. I take off my hat and run my hand through my hair.

I can still feel her hot little mouth on mine.

I grit my teeth. And the drag of her pussy along my cock.

I shouldn’t have kissed her, because I was close to just unzipping and taking her against the door.

I don’t know what came over me, but she would not stop talking, and her nipples were hard under her top. And fuck, I just wanted her.

So, like a bastard, I took what I wanted, consequences be damned.

Which is always the problem with me.

Jackson comes into the kitchen, saving me from having to think about it anymore. Or at least that’s my hope until he says, “I thought you and my sister would be able to keep a check on your attraction, but I see now that was

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