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Authors: Rachael Wade
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Strange, but not unpleasant. I don’t linger at the door long. I have a lot to get done by tonight, and there’s one thing that absolutely has to happen before the festival, one thing that takes precedence over everything else. I need to see Christian Walker, and I need to see him right now.
CHAPTER 5
Christian’s sleek black Mercedes gleams in his driveway as I pull up next to it. My fingers have had a death grip on the steering wheel the whole ride here, and that buzzing in my stomach that sparked the second Ryder left my place is now churning with anxiety.
Oddly, this anxiety has nothing to do with the way things ended with me and Christian. Clearly, things never really ended if I’m showing up at his house like this. He didn’t hesitate for a second on the phone when I called him. He simply told me to come over right away, adding that he couldn’t wait to see me. Still, I can’t help but feel I’m crossing over to the dark side. Robbing a grave. Resurrecting something that has no business being resurrected.
A wry smile pulls at my lips as I shift to park. The dark side? I already made that jump long ago. This is child’s play. For once, though, I’m here not to screw Christian, but to talk to him. His reaction to that should be interesting, but I’m determined to do this. I’m not even sure I know what this is, but whatever it is, I know it needs to be done.
“Hey baby,” Christian greets me at the door, immediately pulling me to him. He doesn’t look around outside to see which neighbors might see us, doesn’t think twice about holding his intense gaze on me, just takes me into his arms and lets his hungry eyes drink me in. “I’ve been so worried. When you called, I didn’t know what to think.”
I open my mouth to speak, but I’m yanked into the house and shoved up against the wall before I can blink. Christian’s mouth buries into my neck and he knocks the door shut with his elbow, breathing hard against my throat as he fumbles with my blouse buttons.
“Wait,” I pant, already feeling his magic consume me. I haven’t forgotten how perfectly his hard, strong body melds to mine, how the sting of his teeth on my flesh instantly makes my clit throb. The man is an animal, and he touches me like I’m the last drop of water on Earth. But feeling it again reminds me how deprived I’ve been. When I’m with him, I’m a goddess and he’s my master, and that’s a hard habit to break. “Christian, that’s not why I’m here.”
His lips roam upward, to the space just below my ear, and he laughs as he dips his tongue there. “You’re talking crazy talk, baby. That’s exactly why you’re here. You’ve missed this.” He lifts up my skirt and skims his thumb over my panty line, sucking in a sharp breath. “I’ve missed it, too. Don’t ever leave me like that again.”
I moan as his fingers slip into my panties, rolling over my slick wetness. “Oh, God.” My head hits the wall, and my eyes snap shut in pure pleasure. “Christian, we need to talk.”
“After,” he growls into me, rocking his taut hips and straining erection against me. “Fuck, you’re so ready. Always so wet for me.” He withdraws his hand and slides his index finger into my mouth, letting me taste myself.
I bite down, heady with wild need, need for this man to own me like only he can, but I release his finger and shake my head. I need to break the spell right now, or I won’t get what I came here for. “No, we need to talk now.”
“Oh, yeah?” He bites a trail down my throat, moving south. He sounds amused. “What about?”
“I’m not sure exactly,” I pant, answering honestly.
“ Mmmm ,” he groans when he reaches my breasts, his mouth sucking straight through my bra. My nipples harden and my back bows. I’m losing control fast.
“I want to talk about me and you,” I say more evenly this time. His head continues to move downward. It’s over my belly now. “I need to know if
CHAPTER 5
Christian’s sleek black Mercedes gleams in his driveway as I pull up next to it. My fingers have had a death grip on the steering wheel the whole ride here, and that buzzing in my stomach that sparked the second Ryder left my place is now churning with anxiety.
Oddly, this anxiety has nothing to do with the way things ended with me and Christian. Clearly, things never really ended if I’m showing up at his house like this. He didn’t hesitate for a second on the phone when I called him. He simply told me to come over right away, adding that he couldn’t wait to see me. Still, I can’t help but feel I’m crossing over to the dark side. Robbing a grave. Resurrecting something that has no business being resurrected.
A wry smile pulls at my lips as I shift to park. The dark side? I already made that jump long ago. This is child’s play. For once, though, I’m here not to screw Christian, but to talk to him. His reaction to that should be interesting, but I’m determined to do this. I’m not even sure I know what this is, but whatever it is, I know it needs to be done.
“Hey baby,” Christian greets me at the door, immediately pulling me to him. He doesn’t look around outside to see which neighbors might see us, doesn’t think twice about holding his intense gaze on me, just takes me into his arms and lets his hungry eyes drink me in. “I’ve been so worried. When you called, I didn’t know what to think.”
I open my mouth to speak, but I’m yanked into the house and shoved up against the wall before I can blink. Christian’s mouth buries into my neck and he knocks the door shut with his elbow, breathing hard against my throat as he fumbles with my blouse buttons.
“Wait,” I pant, already feeling his magic consume me. I haven’t forgotten how perfectly his hard, strong body melds to mine, how the sting of his teeth on my flesh instantly makes my clit throb. The man is an animal, and he touches me like I’m the last drop of water on Earth. But feeling it again reminds me how deprived I’ve been. When I’m with him, I’m a goddess and he’s my master, and that’s a hard habit to break. “Christian, that’s not why I’m here.”
His lips roam upward, to the space just below my ear, and he laughs as he dips his tongue there. “You’re talking crazy talk, baby. That’s exactly why you’re here. You’ve missed this.” He lifts up my skirt and skims his thumb over my panty line, sucking in a sharp breath. “I’ve missed it, too. Don’t ever leave me like that again.”
I moan as his fingers slip into my panties, rolling over my slick wetness. “Oh, God.” My head hits the wall, and my eyes snap shut in pure pleasure. “Christian, we need to talk.”
“After,” he growls into me, rocking his taut hips and straining erection against me. “Fuck, you’re so ready. Always so wet for me.” He withdraws his hand and slides his index finger into my mouth, letting me taste myself.
I bite down, heady with wild need, need for this man to own me like only he can, but I release his finger and shake my head. I need to break the spell right now, or I won’t get what I came here for. “No, we need to talk now.”
“Oh, yeah?” He bites a trail down my throat, moving south. He sounds amused. “What about?”
“I’m not sure exactly,” I pant, answering honestly.
“ Mmmm ,” he groans when he reaches my breasts, his mouth sucking straight through my bra. My nipples harden and my back bows. I’m losing control fast.
“I want to talk about me and you,” I say more evenly this time. His head continues to move downward. It’s over my belly now. “I need to know if
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