She made me into a dirty, pathetic man. I felt weak and insignificant when she brought me to my knees. I knew it wasn’t an idle threat.
“That’s what I thought.”
“Baby, just let me come.”
She opened her laptop then ignored me.
I knew I kept pushing her away. There was only one thing that could make us connect at this point. I left my chair then stood behind her. I pulled her hair from her neck then gave her gentle but aggressive kisses. When her breathing increased, I moved my hand down her chest and under her dress. I touched her the way she liked, dimming her angry for a short time.
She opened her legs, telling me she wanted more. My tongue moved across her skin, and my fingers caressed the nub between her legs. Quiet gasps escaped her lips and she rocked her hips slightly, telling me she wanted more than just my hand. I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, moving inside her as soon as we hit the mattress.
Janice dug her nails into my back, being rough with me because she was still a little pissed. But I liked it when she pushed me to the limit. When our bodies connected in this way, I felt the jealousy and anger fade. It was just she and I in our sweet embrace.
I knew I was being overprotective of my girl and I needed to back off, but I couldn’t. All my jealousy came from love, even if it didn’t seem like it. But when I was inside her, I was reminded of the love she felt for me. No matter what I did, she would still be mine. She’d put me in my place and give me attitude but she would still love me until the end of time. I wasn’t sure what I did to get such a magnificent, strong, fucking gorgeous woman to spend the rest of my days with, but I was glad I did something right.
I knew she was about to explode. Her nails were at the point of drawing blood.
“Baby, I love you.” I didn’t tell her this often because the words were unnecessary. She knew she was my whole world perfectly well.
“I love you,” she said through her moans. She soared off the edge and breathed my name as she tightened around me. “You’re a fucking pig but I love you.”
I smirked even though my cock was twitching. I emptied inside her, feeling the warmth and tightness of her perfect pussy. “Hmm…”
When we were finished, we clung to each other. Where she ended, I began.
“So, you’ll let me come with you?” I asked with a smirk.
“I just did,” she said playfully.
I chuckled then kissed her forehead. “Let me come to the dinner with you. Please.”
“Only if you don’t act like an ass.”
“I never act like an ass.”
She gave me a look with an attitude.
“I’ll be on my best behavior,” I assured her. “For you.”
“You better be.”
“As long as that pervert doesn’t make a move.”
She rolled her eyes. “Knock it off.”
We were back to our happy selves so I abandoned the argument. “Want to watch a chick flick on TV?”
“Only if you snuggle with me under a pink blanket.”
“Sold.”
“Ryan, do not embarrass her,” Scarlet said firmly over lunch.
“How could I possibly do that?” I snapped. “Look at me. I’m a hot piece of ass.”
Cortland laughed then finished his sandwich. “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, I guess.”
Scarlet glared at her brother. “I’m serious. She told me you’ve been nothing but a dick about this whole thing.”
“Why don’t you mind your own damn business?”
The anger didn’t fade. “I’m the person she calls when she wants to bitch about you, in case you haven’t noticed. So it is my business.”
“God, you’re annoying,” I said with a sigh.
“I’m just trying to help you, Ryan. The harder you fight this, the further away you’ll push her.”
“I didn’t push her away last night when I fucked her brains out.”
Cortland pushed his sandwich away, a cringe on his face. “Suddenly lost my appetite...”
“She’ll get sick of it, Ryan. I’m warning you. If you love her, let it go. She’s not
Yael Politis
Lorie O'Clare
Karin Slaughter
Peter Watts
Karen Hawkins
Zooey Smith
Andrew Levkoff
Ann Cleeves
Timothy Darvill
Keith Thomson