True Love (Love Series #7) - Fiona Davenport Page 0,9

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The hostess dropped her gaze to my mouth as she reached for the wineglass set on the opposite side of my plate. Then her eyes lifted and she clocked my expression, which communicated my disgust and rage. She sprung back into a standing position and avoided my angry glare as she spouted, “George will be your server, and he’ll be right out. Enjoy your meal.”

I ignored her, more concerned about the pure outrage on Allison’s face as she stared after the hostess in shock. “How...how dare that...hussy!” Her cheeks were flushed, and when her whiskey eyes swung back to me, they had darkened with her anger and were practically spitting fire. “I’m sitting right freaking here, and she just shoved her boobs in your face!”

It was hard to pay attention to what she was saying because she looked fucking magnificent all riled up. I wondered if this was how she looked when she was burning with a different kind of fire.

Just like that, I was done. I couldn’t wait another fucking second.

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I pushed my chair back and stood, then stalked around the table and dragged her to her feet.

“What…?” I glanced down to see her brow creased as she looked up at me with confusion and disappointment. “Did I do something wrong?”

I curtly shook my head and tucked her into my side as I stalked out of the restaurant. “No, nena,” I growled. “You are fucking perfect. I don’t have the strength to wait any longer.”

“Wait?” Her tone was still clouded with confusion, but I was satisfied that it was no longer sad. Her questions would be answered as soon as I could find a—aha!

I headed toward the beach, and we left the path to walk on the soft, evening-cooled sand. We barely took a few steps when I spotted the small building where they kept supplies for the lifeguards and extra towels and shit.

If I hadn’t been suffering from a painful erection and a deep, gnawing hunger, I might have smiled at the discovery. Instead, I grunted with satisfaction and dragged my woman over to my lair like a fucking caveman.

Unsurprisingly, the large shed was locked, but they had given me the master combination for the resort. I punched in the code, and as soon as the light turned green, I kicked the door open and marched through it.

Whirling around, I slammed it shut and threw the deadbolt. When I pivoted again, Allison was standing right where I’d left her, staring at me with apprehension. It seemed she was trying to figure out what was happening and if she was in danger.

She was definitely in danger. I’d gone into hunter mode, and she was my prey.

I took a step toward her, and she retreated one.

A growl rumbled up my chest, and I took another step. My eyes narrowed in warning when she repeated her retreat. It was like waving a red cape in front of a bull. I quickly stalked toward her, and she backed up in equal measure until she hit a wall and had nowhere to go.

I slapped my hands onto the concrete on both sides of her shoulders, caging her in. “I should go slow with you, Ali. You deserve flowers and candlelight and romance. But fuck,”—I pressed our foreheads together and groaned—”seeing you like that. So full of fire. I can’t wait, nena. I need you too fucking much.”

I crushed my mouth down on hers, and the world began spinning. When my tongue slipped between her plump lips and her flavor burst on my tongue, the world went flying off its axis and crashed.

My hands slipped under her skirt, and I shoved it to her waist before gripping her ass and lifting her to just the right height. “Put your legs around my waist, nena,” I grunted.

She followed my instruction without a word, and when her ankles locked at my lower back, I pushed her up against the wall again. I immediately eclipsed every bit of space between us. From chest to groin, we were pressed together as tight as we could be without my cock buried inside her.

Her hands had been holding my shoulders tentatively, but as my tongue swept through the sweet cavern of her mouth and my hips rocked against her, she gasped, and her fingers tunneled into my hair. I rubbed the huge bulge in my pants up and down her center, and when she clenched her fists, it shot little sparks of pain straight to my dick, where they