scoffed, the sound so bitter and twisted it was like a punch to the gut. “You don’t want me, is that it?”
My eyes narrowed. I needed to leave. I needed to get the hell out of here before I did or said something I couldn’t take back.
“Talk to me, E, please.” Her expression softened, her bedroom eyes promising me things I had no right wanting. “I’ve been hoping we can talk. I’m so so sorry about your—”
I froze, red hot fury flooding me. “You shouldn’t have come here with me.” She flinched at my harsh tone. “Go back to the party, Nora.” Please, I’m begging you.
“Seriously?” Her voice trembled. “You want me to go back out there and find another guy to keep me company? Dane was more than willing—”
I flew at her, grabbing her around the throat and pinning her to the wall. “Don’t push me, Gattina.”
“Why, what are you going to do? Hurt me? I’m shaking in my—”
I crashed my mouth down on Nora’s, swallowing her sassy words. Stealing the very air from her lungs. She was fucking crazy, always pushing. Acting as if she didn’t care about the way I treated her.
Why the fuck didn’t she care?
She kissed me back with as much anger and frustration as I was drowning in, the two of us locked in a duel for dominance. Our tongues curled together, teeth nipping and lips sliding together with enough friction to start a wildfire.
“More,” Nora rasped, fisting my shirt and erasing every sliver of space between us, until the hard lines of my body were pressed up against every soft curve she had.
Fuck, she felt good.
She wasn’t supposed to feel this good.
“Use me,” she gripped my jaw, raking her fingers over my scruff. “Use me, E. Take what you need.”
She didn’t know what she was asking. I wasn’t the guy she knew before. I was different now. Changed by death.
Changed by murder.
Nora’s hand went to my jeans and she popped the buttons like a pro. I didn’t like to think about how she was so good at this stuff… I didn’t like to think about her full stop. But she was there, in the back of my mind like a nightmare that I couldn’t escape.
It’s just sex, that’s all it can ever be.
Her hand found its way into my jeans and she wrapped her fingers around my dick. “You want me,” she teased, her lips peppering hot wet kisses all over my neck.
“I want what you can give me,” I ground out, my hand flat against the wall as she pumped me harder. But Nora used my precarious position to her advantage and swung us around, so I was pressed up against the wall, completely at her mercy.
“What are you—”
She dropped to her knees and grinned up at me as she freed my dick. Fuck, she was beautiful.
Why did she have to be so fucking beautiful?
“Don’t just look it at,” I barked, the words rough against my throat. “Suck it.”
Nora rolled her eyes at me before running her tongue over the tip. A sharp hiss escaped my lips as she took me into her mouth, hollowing her cheeks.
“Fuuuuck.” The word reverberated in my chest as I tried to catch my breath. But she was too damn good at this, at making me forget my own goddamn name.
My fingers slid into her thick, silky curls, guiding her deeper over my length. Not that she needed any encouragement, Nora couldn’t get enough of me. And don’t even get me started on those little groans of pleasure vibrating from her pouty lips.
“Yeah, just like that.” I relaxed against the wall, letting the sensations carry me away to somewhere else.
Her free hand curled around the back of my thigh, pulling me closer.
“Fuck, Gattina, I’m gonna… fuck.” My chest heaved as blinding pleasure shot down my spine. Nora didn’t miss a beat, swallowing me down like she’d been born to do it.
When she finally released me, her lust-drunk gaze lifted to mine. “Hmm.” She grinned, dabbing the corner of her mouth with her thumb.
“Come here.” I lifted Nora to her feet and slid my hand along the side of her neck, brushing my thumb over her pulse point. The air crackled between us, taunting me with all the things she wanted to give me that I would never allow myself to take.
Because this right here—stolen touches in the dark—would be all I could offer her. And no girl was cut out for that life.