suppose. With a roar, my hand reaches to our left, and then I’m clearing the table in one angry swoop. Dishes and food goes flying all over the floor to our side, and the bird in the corner screeches at her bloke from my outburst.
In my peripheral, I catch the coffee boy ducking behind the counter as I reach for Ismerlda. I grab for the front of her blouse, fisting the delicate material. With a flick of my wrist, I yank her across the table to my space. She has me going crazy inside for her.
Her face comes to mine then my lips are owning hers in one blistering, enraged kiss. She struggles, attempting to fight it at first, but she’s no match for me. My free hand grips the back of her neck, holding her to me. I nip at her bottom lip, hard. It does the trick as her mouth pops open on a groan, and my tongue plunges inside to tangle with hers. The woman is completely infuriating, yet a bloody vixen where my cock’s concerned.
She moans into my mouth, her hands going to my cheeks. She kisses me as if she’s never been properly kissed before. Everything else in the world fades away except for her scent, her warmth, her flavor…her. I can’t possibly get my fill with only a small taste. I want all of her.
She smells of cashmere. It’s an expensive scent, depending on who’s bottling it, and fits the way she confidently carries herself. As for her flavor, she’s tasting of our tea, so I can’t complain of the delicious reminder. Ismerlda’s full of everything that tastes too good, so you know it has to be bad.
Her warmth, however, does something to me inside. Cracks a bit of the barrier in my chest, I suppose, but that can’t be it. I don’t feel deeply for women. I never have, aside from bursts of lust or perhaps annoyance. They’re a means to an end, and yet I find myself wanting to own this one, make my name the only one ever falling from her lips. What glorious lips they are too.
She tears herself away from me, a smirk resting on my lips in her absence. Her irises blaze with vehemence, glaring down at me as she stumbles back a step, finding her footing. “No need to stop, darling. I’ve got more where that came from.” I’m merely getting started with her. In fact, we should take this back to the flat where we can explore it properly.
“Fuck you, Brit boy. Don’t touch me unless I tell you to. You’re completely unbelievable.”
“Or what?” I challenge, my lips blooming into a wide shark-like smile. She’s become my prey, one I plan to thoroughly lick and eat my fill of.
“You’ve ruined lunch. I’m out of here.”
“I’m done here anyhow,” I reason to myself, and stand, tossing the napkin from my lap onto the mess littering the floor. The foods ruined, and my appetite has blossomed for something else they don’t serve on their menu. “I’ll see you at home.” I send her a wink and she storms out.
Meeting Andre’s gaze outside through the large window, I nod toward Ismerlda, and he orders her guards to stick with her. I turn to the employee as he wearily stares at me. Swaggering over to the counter, I lean in until our noses nearly touch. I’ve discovered Americans nearly piss their pants if you get in their personal space, also it’s the prime position if you need to headbutt someone.
Lowly I threaten, “You ever, and I mean ever, interrupt us again when we’re in here, and I’ll make sure you never return from that retched alley out back. The rats will dine on you courtesy of the Chicago Crew. You get me, tosser?”
His head bobs. “Y-yes. S-sorry.”
I snort. Another weak arsehole who wouldn’t last a fortnight on the streets of London. Freeing a bill, I toss it onto the counter. I only carry hundreds, so it’s plenty to compensate for the mess and cheap broken dishware. “For my temper. Next time I won’t reimburse you for what I ruin, so stay out of the bloody way.”
“Yes, sir,” he swallows, waiting until I turn away to grab for the money. He heads for a broom and dustpan, not making eye contact again.
Strolling outside, I meet Andre’s concerned stare. He asks, “Need me to take care of anything?”
“Get the car. We’re done here. For today anyhow.”
She can’t escape me forever. We sleep