want to have me, to take me, and that simply doesn’t work for me. I’m not playing hard to get or fucking with your head. I’m telling you what doesn’t do it for me. I don’t need someone to control me to get me off.”
“That is bullshit and you know it. So the fuck what if I like tying my women? It doesn’t make me a pervert. I just want you to try something new. It can work for you, for us. I know it could if you let it.”
Mikayla released an impatient breath. Now he was starting to piss her off. “God, now that is a bullshit answer. Why is it that some men think that women are too stupid to know what they want? Trust me when I tell you I know exactly what I want. I don’t need some asshole telling me to try something I don’t.” She turned in her chair so she could glare at him. “Let me guess, women never say ‘no’ to you right? So you usually get to do your thing any way you want and think that they love it.”
“They do love it,” he sneered at her.
Oh, fuck him.
“I’m sure they do because these are women who simply want to fuck you any way they can have you. And that is the only way they can have you, right? Let me guess, you tie them up, get them all hot and bothered so they can barely think then fuck them silly. Do you ever let them touch you? Connect with you? Or is the only part of you that touches them your cock?”
She noticed Gage’s fists had gone white from gripping the wheel so tight. Still, her annoyance and anger had her pushing on. “I bet you tie your lovers up so they can’t touch you, so you don’t have to see them as anything more than a convenient fuck. Well, that’s not me.”
“Trust me, you are anything but convenient,” Gage snapped. “What’s wrong, baby, afraid of a little bondage? Sorry, I thought you were old enough to play with the grown-ups.”
Dear god, the man was just asking for her to kick his ass.
She actually laughed. “You stupid son of a bitch, do you really think you can insult me into giving into you? Forget it. I have nothing against bondage, but it takes trust to let a man have control of me like that, and frankly I don’t trust you. I need a connection with a man if I’m letting him in my body. The way you describe it, any woman would do as long as she bends over and takes it so why do you even need to know her name?”
“Goddamn it!” Gage roared as he jerked the wheel to the side of the deserted road. Unable to stand it, he grabbed her, jerking her to him so they were face-to-face, both of their seat belts straining under the pressure.
“I’d know exactly who you are if we were fucking, never doubt that. Do you really think I’m such an asshole that I fucking use the women who come to my bed?”
“What do you call it then?” Mikayla shot back, panting in anger just as he was. The icy calm that she prided herself for was cracking under the strain of the heat between them. “You don’t date, you just fuck. Awesome. Thanks but no thanks.”
Gage’s vision went red. His mind went blank of everything but his raging need for her. Before he knew it his lips were on hers, hard. She tasted like sweet cream and coffee and it fed his hunger even more until he thought he’d die for the taste of her. He could feel her seeping into his pores, her taste, her touch, her sweet scent of lemon vanilla that made him want to bury his head in her hair just to breathe her in.
Her mouth opened under his brutal assault, her tongue stroking into his mouth as his surged into hers, delving deep. Both of them took and gave, meeting beat for beat as equals. His hunger for her had him shaking as he jerked her body closer to him, his hand holding her head in place so she couldn’t escape him.
The radio in the truck sparked to life, emitting a crackling sound before a voice filled the truck, making Gage and Mikayla jerk apart in surprise.
“Gage? You there?” Gage’s best friend, Deputy Nick Cooper’s voice called out.
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