“I’m perfectly sane, just as I’m perfectly aware of how naked you are under that damned shirt, and that f**king nipple ring is driving me crazy. Just as I’m aware of a lot of other things, Terrie. What the hell are you so afraid of anyway? You said you wanted it, now here I am.”
Her face flushed. She wondered what he would think of the small ring that pierced the hood of her clit as well. Or the tattoo that stretched across her back. She wasn’t nearly as unadventurous as he thought she was. He thought she was too timid, too frightened to accept the things he wanted from her. He had proven that before she met Thomas. And to be honest, she hadn’t been certain herself. Hell, she had been terrified at the time. But never once had he had given her the opportunity to try.
Nerves turned to anger at that thought. “I’m not afraid of anything,” she said furiously. “But who says I want to have sex with you now? It’s not like you’re the only man around, Jesse.”
Bad question. A sensual smile tipped his lips as his expression took on a brooding carnality that made her cunt clench in arousal. She really wished he wouldn’t watch her like that.
“Your ni**les are hard,” he said softly, his gaze flickering to her br**sts.
Her breath caught in her chest. They were hard and aching, just like they always were around him.
“That doesn’t mean anything,” she told him desperately. “The house is chilly.”
“Your pu**y is wet.” His frank, graphic words had her eyes widening in shock.
“It is not,” she lied through her teeth. “Go home, Jesse. I’ve had enough of this conversation.”
But her pu**y was wet. Wet and hot and pleading with her to spread her legs and beg him to f**k her. Fuck her hard and deep to relieve the blistering torment of arousal she suffered through. She had to get away from him before she did just that.
“I haven’t.” He blocked her as she attempted to leave the room.
His tall, leanly muscled body moved in front of her at the last minute, stopping her from reaching the doorway. Terrie stopped; trembling in what she hoped was anger.
“I decided something about this whole situation last night, baby. You’re right; you don’t need to be warned. You know the facts of my life, and evidently you’re willing to chance what’s coming. And I’ve decided something else,” he told her softly, maneuvering her until her back came against the wall and his body could press against hers heatedly.
His hands gripped her hips then, his thick, hot erection pressing against her stomach as he moved in closer.
“Like what?” she gasped, her system rioting with heat and arousal.
“Like, maybe you need to be f**ked as badly as I need to f**k you,” he said softly.
“I’m abstaining,” she snapped. “And I’m changing your mind.” He pressed his hips against her, and her legs nearly turned to jelly. Oh Lord, his c**k was so hard, so hot, even through his slacks.
“You know, Jesse, there’s something to be said for seduction. Romance. You remember the concepts. Right?” she reminded him breathlessly. Surely he did. She’d watched him practice it on plenty of other women.
“You want seduction, Terrie? Romance? Show me how it’s done, baby. Because right now, all I can think about are the years I’ve waited to touch you. And I’m damned tired of being patient and waiting.”
As was she. But she’d be damned if she would willingly fall at his feet in accordance with his highhanded attitude.
“God. Do you have to be so arrogant? And I’ve been doing just fine without you so far, so just forget it.” Her hands pressed against his powerful chest, but he didn’t budge.
“Have you been?” he asked her silkily. “Let me tell you what I want to do to you first, then tell me no.”
“I’ve already heard about your little games,” she told him, really angry now. “Do you think Thomas wasn’t more than willing to tell me about them?”
Oh yeah, her husband, bastard that he was, had delighted in telling her all about his older brother’s sexual exploits. He had taken something he thought Jesse wanted. Had lied to her, tricked her, and had damned near destroyed her life with it.
“I know Thomas told you,” he said, his voice gentling, softening in a way that made her ache for him. “Did he offer to let me f**k you, Terrie? Did he tell you how I wanted to tie you down, slap that perfect ass of yours, then f**k it until you screamed? Did he tell you how many times he offered to allow me the chance?”
Shock washed through her body. Months after marrying her, Thomas had refused to touch her, refused to take her in any way. He had accomplished what he wanted. He had taken the woman Jesse had desired, and he never let an opportunity slip by that he didn’t remind her of it. Shame coursed over her as she realized he had made Jesse aware of it as well. Had Thomas also told his brother her most betraying secret? The fact that he had overheard her telling Tally how easily she would have given into him? How much she wished she had been given the chance?
“Easy,” he whispered as she trembled against him.
“What else?” she finally managed to gasp. “What else did he tell you?”
He frowned. “Was he supposed to tell me something, Terrie?”
She fought to breathe. God, this couldn’t be happening.