He wasted no time, his tongue thrusting between my lips, plunging deep and hard.
I moaned and gripped his waist, pushing onto my tiptoes to deepen the contact.
His teeth sank into my lower lip with enough force to hurt.
"You think you can say a few words and end us? There is no end, Eva."
He flattened me into the side of the car.
I was pinned by six feet, two inches of violently aroused male.
"I miss you," I whispered, grabbing his ass and urging him harder against me.Gideon groaned.
"Angel."
He was kissing me: deep, shamelessly desperate kisses that made my toes curl in my pumps.
"What are you doing?" he breathed.
"You're going around, stirring up everything."
"I've got time on my hands," I shot back, just as breathless, "since I dumped my asshat boyfriend."
He growled, fiercely passionate, his hand in my hair pulling so tightly it pained me.
"You can't make this up with a kiss or a f**k, Gideon.
Not this time."
It was so hard to let him go; nearly impossible after the weeks I'd been denied the right and opportunity to touch him.
I needed him.
His forehead pressed to mine.
"You have to trust me."
I put my hands on his chest and shoved him back.
He let me, his gaze searching my face.
"Not when you don't talk to me."
I reached over, pulled the key from the control panel, and held it out to him.
The car began its descent.
"You put me through hell.
On purpose.
Made me suffer.
And there's no end in sight.
I don't know what the f**k you're doing, ace, but this Dr.
Jekyll and Mr.