CHAPTER TEN
He pushed me inside an empty stall, shoved me up against the wall and his hands dropped to my ass. His mouth slammed down on mine.
He kissed me until I was panting and I whimpered.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, laced my fingers through his hair and held on. When I deepened the kiss, he groaned against my mouth. We both fought for the upper hand until suddenly, he pulled back.
“Keep fighting with me, mi reina. All it does it make me want you more,” he whispered against my lips.
I froze.
I wanted this so much, but his endearment, the one he used to call me all the time, slapped me in the face.
“Let me go,” I ordered, as I shoved at his chest. “You have some bitch stay the night with you while I’m sleeping in the other room and you have the balls to touch me now? And this morning?”
The look on his face spoke volumes. I knew that he knew he’d fucked up, but he didn’t let me go.
“I know you want this too,” he said deep and low.
“You’re right,” I whispered. “But I don’t take what doesn’t belong to me.”
Our eyes met. His face still within an inch of mine and his jaw clenched.
“I don’t belong to anyone,” he said, and for some reason, his words really struck a nerve.
“Well, you never really did, did you? You never belonged to me. I made one mistake and you used it to push me away so you could continue chasing tail just like you did before me.” I shook my head at the discovery. “I gave you the perfect out back then and didn’t even know I was doing it at the time.”
This time, the muscle in Tony’s jaw didn’t just tick, it jumped and I knew he was pissed because the next words out of his mouth were ground out.
“I loved you and you fucked someone else,” he said.
He actually believed that?
I was tired.
“You know what, Tony? I already told you what happened, but you’re choosing not to believe me, which is fine. Keep thinking I cheated on you if it makes you feel better for abandoning me. Whatever helps you sleep at night. I’ve said it and I’ll say it again. What I did was extremely childish and I’m embarrassed by my actions, but you’re just as much at fault as I am,” I hissed in his face because he still hadn’t moved back.
“I’ll never forgive you. Even if there was a chance that I could believe you, I’ll never forgive you,” he declared and I could have cried at the finality in his voice.
Tears burned my eyes, but, as always, I held them back.
“Then the least you can do is stay away from me while I’m here. I’ll stay here, I’ll find things to do to keep me occupied, but only for one month. Whether or not this shit gets figured out with that Zacharias guy, I’m out of here.”
“Mi reina, as much as I hate you, as much as I don’t trust you, I won’t be able to stay away from you.” His face lowered and I turned mine away.
“I crave you,” he said as he turned my face back to his.
I froze.
“I crave your mouth.” His lips brushed feather light against mine before he nipped my bottom lip.
“I crave your body.” His hand lifted to the side of my breast. He embraced me and my whole body begged for more.
“I crave your attitude. When those big brown eyes burn with so much passion it sets me on fire. I ache to put it out for the both of us.” He ground his hips against mine and I wanted them between my legs. His hand continued to caress my breast through my shirt and I pressed deeper.
“You want it, mi reina. I want it and I’m taking it. You fight me, you’ll only make it happen faster.”
My body ached, but I wasn’t too far gone to know this was wrong.
“I’ll never be one of your women--”
His lips slammed down on mine and cut me off. My shriek came out muffled when Tony’s hands dropped to my ass and lifted me up so fast, I would have fallen backwards had the wall not been there. I wrapped my legs around his hips and held on.
He swung us around, threw me down and fell on top. Whatever I landed on was soft; prickly, but soft… hay.
His hardness ground into my softness and I met his actions. When his hand tangled in the back of my hair, I lifted my head to kiss him deeper; harsher. He groaned in my mouth, which only fueled my fire. My hands found the hem of his shirt and I yanked it up as far as I could.
“Jesus,” he hissed when I dragged my nails down his defined abs to unbutton his jeans. I slid my hands around his hips to find purchase deep inside his jeans to squeeze his ass and I pressed my hips further into his.
He was rock hard.
“Wait,” he muttered, but that was the last thing I wanted to hear. I held him tighter, but he managed to break free and pull back. My hands slid out of the back his jeans and I tried to hold him in place with my thighs because I did not want him to leave me, but he lifted completely and my hands fell away.
Before I had time to think, he moved, grabbed my shirt at the V of my neck and ripped it all the way down to my stomach.
My breathing came wild and heavy, as I watched him caress my body with his eyes. I couldn’t help but do an internal happy dance that I wore my see-through, lacy pink bra. When our eyes met, my breath caught at the absolute hunger there.
“So damn beautiful,” he whispered as he lifted his body higher. He lifted a hand and ran the palm across my bare belly and his eyes left mine to trace the movement. When my stomach clenched at the intimate, possessive touch, his eyes met mine again.
“I need you,” he admitted, just before he pulled down the cup of my bra. He lowered, dipped his head and filled his mouth with my sensitive flesh. His tongue paid close attention to the aching tip and I tangled my fingers in his hair.
He moved to the other breast, played with me and teased me until he licked his way up my chest, up my neck and back to my mouth, the whole time fumbling to unbutton my jeans.
When he got the top button undone, our kiss deepened.
“Welp! Nothin’ like gettin’ caught with your pants down, boy!” I heard shouted out in an extremely loud, extremely deep southern accent.
I wanted to die.
Larry!