clean.”
“Get fucked.”
His hand covered my mouth, and I growled a scream, the sound muffled.
“Do you taste yourself?” His breath teased my ear as he turned my body, bending me over the lip of the counter. “You’re a little liar.”
He removed his hand from my mouth, and I panted. He shoved my pants down, still holding my arms tight at my back. “Look at you. You’re drenched.”
“I could have you arrested.”
“Or you could stop denying that you like having the choice taken from you and let me fuck you in a way I know you’ll enjoy.” His fingernails scraped over my ass, and I sucked in a breath. “Little Avery, so tough and in charge.”
I jerked my body, and he chuckled. The heat of his cock rested on my bare skin. “Noah…”
“Tell me to go home, Avery.”
Go home. My lips wouldn’t open. My mind playing a game of hide and seek where one second I was It, and the next second, I was the prey. I couldn’t decide which role I wanted.
He loosened his grip and gathered my wrists in his hand. “Don’t move. I have to put on a condom.”
Well, he was an idiot. The second he took his hands off me. I bolted and yanked up my pants, running full speed into my bedroom.
“Avery!”
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Noah
I caught up to her in only a few long strides. She swung the bedroom door shut, and I caught it before it slammed. My heart raced as I backed her toward the side of the bed. Stroking my dick, now suited in a condom, I stalked her. She claimed she preferred sex to be honest, and I intended to get the truth out of her if it killed me.
“I’m not having sex with you, Noah!”
“Yes, you are.” The challenge only got me harder.
“Um, no. I’m not.”
“Get on the fucking bed, Avery.”
She shook her head.
I crowded closer, and just as her knees bumped the mattress, I gave her one more chance to obey. “On your back.”
“Fuck you.”
“I’d rather fuck you.”
“I bet you would.”
She could be so fucking hot when she turned feisty. I shoved her shoulder, and her back hit the mattress. There was no time for her to object as I blanketed her with my body, wrenching her pants down and tearing the thin material of her panties. Fucking gorgeous. And I absolutely loved the fight she put up.
“Tell me no, Avery. Tell me to stop.”
“Noah!”
The word stop or no didn’t come out.
“You’re heavy as hell!” She shoved my chest and grunted, the sound exasperated and adorably feminine.
I wrenched her legs open, and she stilled the moment my dick pressed against her opening. We panted but didn’t move.
Not wanting to push her too far, I gave her another chance. “Tell me to go home, Avery. Say no. Any one of those words you love to throw at me will work. You just have to pick one.”
Her eyes purposefully turned away. “I hate you.”
I knew it. She wasn’t like other women. She loved it rough and she needed it a bit out of hand to get off. She was a goddamn treasure and I wanted to bury myself so deep inside of her I was losing my mind.
“I’m not judging you,” I said, hoping we could cut all the bullshit.
Keeping her gaze turned away, she pursed her lips. “Men always judge.”
Maybe they did. And maybe I was. But I liked everything I suspected she hid. “Just be yourself with me.”
Her brow pinched as if she didn’t know who I wanted to see.
I needed her attention, so I turned her face back to mine and kissed her full lips with more need than passion. “Give me the real you.”
She hesitated a split second then shoved her tongue into my mouth, and I moaned at the delicious force. I loved her greedy, hungry side. Fuck the formalities. Fuck everything else.
I didn’t let it build or take any time to make us more comfortable. Every encounter with Avery was a game of King of the Mountain. We both loved the race to the top.
I fucked her hard and fast, my body overpowering hers, pressing her into the bedding as I trapped her wrists. She fought the restraint, yanking her arms free of my grip, but I eventually caught and subdued her struggles—sort of.
There were those forgotten moments, little pockets of time when her body turned nimble and she submitted to my desires. Her gaze softened and her mouth slackened, and everything in her expression screamed how much she liked