Love to Hate You (Hope Valley #9) - Jessica Prince Page 0,53
across the room, leaving her with nowhere else to go. “I told you to stay the fuck away from him because that man’s dangerous, Hayden. I know him a whole hell of a lot better than you do. I’ve lived here a long time, and part of my job is reading people. So when I say to stay clear of someone, how about instead of throwin’ attitude, you pull your head out of your ass and actually listen to me!”
She pushed up on her tiptoes until her chest pressed flush against mine and her nose was only inches away. “Don’t tell me to get my head out of my ass!”
With that, the last tenuous threat of my control snapped. My hand shot out, tangling in the hair at the back of her head and holding it in place while I slammed my mouth down on hers.
Her lips parted instantly, her tongue flicking out to rub across mine. The kiss became a battle the moment it started, each of us fighting against the other for control. Using my knee, I forced her legs farther apart and wedged my hips between them, using my weight to keep her pressed against the wall as I ground my aching hard-on between her thighs.
I emitted a growl when her teeth clamped down on my bottom lip, biting hard enough that the sting made me pull back. Her eyes were glazed over, the blue nearly swallowed up by the black of her pupils. Her chest was heaving with each breath. She was just as aroused as I was, possibly more, but we weren’t soft or gentle when it came to taking our pleasure from each other.
“You’re such an asshole,” she panted before grabbing my hair and forcing my lips back to hers.
“And you’re a pain in my ass,” I grunted.
“Stop bossing me around,” she continued to argue between kisses.
“Then stop making stupid fucking decisions,” I ordered, pulling back. The small distance I put between us served two purposes. The first was so she’d know I was being serious, and the second was to make her wild by denying her what she wanted. “You stay the fuck away from Greg Cormack,” I clipped.
“Stop telling me what to do!”
I bent my knees, using the leverage to drive myself harder against her, forcing a moan past her swollen lips. “Twice now he’s touched what’s mine. There won’t be a third. Don’t put me in the position of doing something that’ll threaten my job, Red. ’Cause if his hands go anywhere near you again, I’m gonna break every one of his goddamn fingers.”
She let out a soft growl that I would’ve found adorable if it didn’t make me impossibly harder. “I hate you.” Despite her words, her hips rocked harder against mine while her delicate hands fisting at the material of my shirt to keep me close.
Grabbing her dress at her sides, I bunched it in my hands until, inch by inch, those long, seductive legs were uncovered. I got the material up past her hips, revealing her tiny lace panties.
“Fine by me. You can hate me all you want, as long as you do it with my cock inside you.”
Her back arched when I gently trailed my fingertips up her inner thigh. “Micah,” she said on a whimper as I brushed a feather-light touch against the scrap of material between her thighs. “Please.”
I pressed against her just a bit harder, hard enough to feel how wet her panties were. “Fuck me,” I groaned. “Already soaked. That all for me?”
Her eyes squeezed closed as her head fell back. “Yes,” she breathed.
I increased the pressure, pressing even harder against the fabric. “What do you want, Red? Give me your eyes and say the words.”
She peeled her eyelids open with extreme effort, her breathing labored as she worked to focus on me. “Micah,” she finally panted, “if you don’t fuck me right now, I’m gonna lose my mind.”
I was sure the smile I gave her just then radiated with male pride. “Is that right?” I teased, loving how hot it made me when I pressed her buttons.
But the little minx gave as good as she got. Her hand shot down between us and her fingers wrapped around my dick as best they could through my jeans. Feeling how hard I already was, she grinned in much the same way I had seconds ago. “This all for me?”
Thrusting against her palm I growled, “I told you we were inevitable. Now take me out.”