Sweet Temptation - Wendy Higgins Page 0,23

sure to be the most succulent—

Abruptly, Anna shoves me away and I feel as if I’ve been doused by fire.

WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?

Bloody hell, my heart is pounding like an amateur’s. I cannot let her know how freaked out I am.

She’s panting. “You promised to be on your best behavior.” Her aura is a mix of grays and red. I’m suddenly furious we’re not still kissing. Why would anyone put a halt to such epicness?

“You kissed me, Anna,” I remind her.

“Well, you started it by kissing my neck.”

Mmm, her neck. It’d been so warm and inviting. “True. I hadn’t planned that.”

She paces the room, attempting to fix her hair, but she’s too angry and lustful. She’s shaking.

“Why did you stop?” I ask.

“Because you were moving on to other things.”

What other things? Oh . . . I suppose my hand did wander a bit, didn’t it? “Hmm, moved too quickly. Rookie mistake.”

Judging by the way she crosses her arms, it probably would have been best to keep that thought inside my head. I’m still not quite thinking straight. Why is she having this effect on me? And for the love of all things holy, why aren’t we still snogging?

It was slightly amusing at first when she stopped us, but now that I know she’s serious, I’m starting to feel a rise of panic. My body has not and will not shut off or calm down. This could get ugly.

“I can see you still want me,” I say. It’s true. She’s only being stubborn. Is this some kind of cruel angel punishment? Now she wants to be pissed off instead of lustful? “Oh. There it goes. Mad instead. Well, sort of. You can’t seem to muster a really good anger—”

“Stop it!”

“Sorry, was I saying that out loud?” She really hates when I read her colors, so I do it as often as possible. And right now it’s better to be cheeky than to let her know I’m frantic on the inside. My demand for relief is growing.

“I can read people, too, you know.” Here she goes again with the feistiness. “Well, not you, but at least I have the decency not to notice, to give them some sort of emotional privacy.”

No doubt, because she’s a bloody nun. “How very decent of you.”

She grunts with frustration and throws a pillow at me. It’s probably the angriest she’s ever been in her life. I raise an eyebrow to see how much madder I can make her. “Pillow fight?”

She wants to scream. I can see it in her rigid, huffing demeanor, but she takes a cleansing breath and deflates a notch.

Nice trick. If only I could do that. I’ve got some parts that could use deflating.

“Get off my bed,” she orders. “Please. I’m ready to go to sleep.”

That’s a load of bollocks. She’s not tired. She’s as filled with passion as I am, but she’s too bloody good to embrace it. Her self-control burns me up. I want her to throw a wobbly and break things. Then pounce on me.

But seriously. We should be naked.

I get off the bed and wave an arm toward it. She climbs deep into the covers and puts her back to me. I try to bring her back to life by reminding her that I saved her from the plonker who drugged her at the party and almost stole her first kiss. But she doesn’t take the bait. Doesn’t leap from the bed and jump my bones. Doesn’t even turn to face me.

Then I remember—I had her first kiss—that’s right, me, and I want to beat my chest like an ape.

“So that’s it, then?” I say. My lust is still working at full-throttle-rocket mode, but there will be no countdown to launch. I’m torn between disbelief and a rising ache deep in my abdomen. It hurts like hell. It takes everything in my power not to be the caveman my father wants me to be and ravage this girl senseless. “I always wondered what it would feel like.”

“What what would feel like?” She finally looks at me.

“Rejection.” It would be humorous if it weren’t for the pain element. I’ve never felt this before.

“What are you saying? That no girl has ever told you no?”

She needn’t sound so shocked.

“Not one,” I say. I won’t tell her I seek out those who show interest to begin with.

“And what about you? Haven’t you ever stopped or said no to a girl?”

Pfft! “Why would I do that?”

“Lots of reasons,” she mumbles. “Never mind,

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