just like the smell of your coat. It smells like you.”
His jaw clenches, and he stares at me, almost fuming, his eyes hot.
“What?” I ask.
His teeth seem to grind. “I want to fuck you so bad.”
My body clenches.
“I’ve wanted a repeat since the moment you walked out of the Kappa house. And while I’m being honest, it pisses me off when Eric flirts with you. I know he doesn’t mean anything by it, but I’ve had a shitty week and all I’ve looked forward to is this party, which I can barely stand, but I knew you’d be here, and it’s killing me that I can’t have you.”
My heart flies. This is…this is a lot to take in. His brutal honesty, the way he looks at me—him.
“You want me too, but you’re in denial.” His hands rise and button the coat up, adjusting the collar against my neck while I’m flailing around inside, trying to figure out what to say. “This looks good on you. It could be the only thing you’re wearing and no one would ever know you’re naked underneath.” His face is serious as he traces the curve of my jawline and moves up to my cheekbone. Soft fingers trace my eyebrows. “You’re so goddamn gorgeous, Sugar.”
My eyes close. Shit, shit, shit. His touch…I…I…
“You want me,” he says softly. “Admit it.”
The blood in my veins goes molten, and fuck…it’s true. I’ve been trying to hold him off, hold this crazy thing back, but I can’t. There’s nothing pretend about how much I want him.
20
Zack
“Come with me,” I say, taking her hand.
She stares down at our intertwined fingers.
“Please,” I add, dying to get her alone before this moment passes.
She nods and I steer her through the few people out on the deck.
“Great game last week,” someone calls out, a guy, but I don’t look his way. My dick is so hard it hurts.
She’s behind me, her heels clacking against the wood, following me. I stop at the bottom of the steps and help her maneuver them.
“Where are we going?” she asks as we pass by the flowerbeds at the corner of the deck.
“Garage. Too many people in the house.”
She stops. “Wait, my shoes are getting stuck.”
I whip around, hands shaking more than they should be—shaking with need, with if I don’t fuck her now, I’m going to get blue balls and die—and I help her out of the shoes, cursing at them as I drop them in the grass.
Her breaths come just as quickly as mine.
I sweep her up in my arms, and she isn’t light, but I manage to carry her toward the small garage next to the house.
When I get to the door, I kick it open and step into the darkened room, thankful I didn’t lock it the last time I came out here.
It’s a dark building, but the moonlight shines in through the window, just enough to highlight where everything is. There’s lawn equipment and a wheelbarrow in the corner, and I brush past them and head for the large wooden table that runs the length of the back. Tools sit on top, and I shove it all off with one hand. They clatter to the cement floor as I set her down, easing her down my chest until she’s on the table, her breasts pressed against me. Her hands pluck at my shoulders, her lips reaching up to mine.
“Z, please.”
I maneuver between her legs and slide my hands in her hair and palm her scalp. “Right here with you.”
My tongue delves between her lips and there’s no going back. Sweeping inside her hotness, I taste and suck at her tongue. Our mouths cling to each other and she gives it back to me, responding with a soft moan as her arms curl around my neck.
“Stay away from Eric,” I say as I take a breath, push my forehead against hers, and stare down at her. She kissed his cheek, and fuck, the image is imprinted on my brain. It’s irrational to be jealous, and I know this, but she…shit…she belongs with me.
“He’s a friend,” she whispers before pulling my mouth back to hers.
I lean back and then suck on her neck, my lips and tongue vicious. I hope I leave a large goddamn hickey. “You want me.” My lips bite at her earlobe and she gasps, her nails tearing at my shirt.
“Just take your shirt off,” she snaps, and I smile as I grasp her chin. My tongue licks at her lips and