beneath his ear.
She ignored where he carried her because she was in his arms. He'd started a fire inside of her that continued to blaze. He could have her out in the front yard for all the neighbors to see, and she wouldn't care.
He lowered her. Subconsciously aware of being in her room, she kept ahold of him, taking him to the bed with her. Wrapping her legs around his thighs, she moved to lock her ankles to keep him close, and his broad body pushed her thighs apart.
His jeans rubbed against her pussy. She moaned in his mouth at the delicious friction. Palming his head, she rubbed her hands against the stubby hairs growing on his scalp. Finally, having him in her arms, her arousal took hold and shook her.
She wanted closer.
She wanted to latch herself on to him and force him to admit that he had feelings for her. That over the years, he'd wanted her, too.
She wanted to delve into his head and convince him there was nothing wrong with them being together. Like this. Exactly like this.
Her stomach fluttered, and goosebumps broke out on her body, making her nipples ache.
Curley shifted. Afraid he was getting up, she pushed up on her elbows.
He cupped the front of her neck, pinning her to the bed with his hand. "Stay."
His belt clinked. She stilled. The pressure on her throat not enough to stop her breathing, but she couldn't move.
Curley nailed her with his gaze as he shoved his jeans to his hips with his free hand. Then, his hand came up, holding a condom package. She swallowed. The cords of her neck, pressed against his palm. Her own pulse beat against her skin.
He ripped the wrapper with his teeth. Unable to look, she couldn't see what his hand was doing, only felt the brush of his forearms against her inner thighs. She assumed, he rolled on protection.
The moment he took his hand from her throat, he rolled with her to his back. Straddling his thighs, she planted her hands on his chest, startled by the sudden change.
The sudden memory.
She'd climbed up on him in bed the first time they had sex. He'd thrown that back in her face as if she'd forced him. Nothing was further from the truth. He was always in control.
The way he'd touched her.
The things he'd said.
The way he'd looked straight in her eyes and spoke her name.
"Faye?"
She panted, scared to move.
"Faye?"
Things had changed between them in the last several months. She'd hoped against hope that he was going to forgive her.
She couldn't go back to him hating her.
He growled, swooping his arm around her and putting her back on the bed and pressing against her. She gasped.
He paused, hesitating with an exhausted groan. The tip of him hovered at her entrance. A shuddery breath held her still.
Curley brushed her hair off her forehead, her cheeks, and held her head in his hands. "Tell me no."
She moaned. Never.
"Damnit, Faye." His gaze intensified.
"Please," she said, her voice cracking. "Please."
Her body reacted to the hardness pressing down on her. Suffocated as if he stole her breath, she silently pleaded for him to keep going and put her out of her misery.
He was more powerful than her. Callous and ruthless, he could make her life complicated, and she was powerless to change the way he treated her.
His brows lowered, and he growled, inching into her pussy. An electrical energy sparked inside of her, shooting pleasure through each limb. The heat of him branded her, and she wouldn't be surprised if later, she found her sheets scorched from them being together.
Her stomach rippled.
Curley adjusted his weight to one arm and slid his right hand down her stomach to between her legs. She bucked when he circled her clit. Nothing prepared her for direct stimulation from him.
His intimate touch went straight to her heart. Grinding against his touch, she moved underneath him, which only made his cock slide into her more. Curley moaned, holding still.
She wanted him to move. To go wild. To lose that tight control he held on to so religiously.
Cupping his head, she brought him down and kissed him. He grunted as his hips pitched forward, plunging his cock all the way in.
He kissed her breathless. He kissed her with a violent need, leaving her lips throbbing and her eyes tearing. He kissed her with such validation it made having sex seem like a handshake.
She hooked her feet behind his thighs. Her whole body tightened around him.
He