No Limit (Armed & Dangerous #1)(25)

He laughed, but it wasn’t meant to be humorous. “Braylen was their favorite. They didn’t want to accept she was gone.”

“Are they still mad at you?”

Turning around, he smiled down at me. “You’re cheating. That’s another question.”

“It’s actually a part of the original one,” I countered.

“Well then, no, they’re not mad at me anymore. It took them a while, but they came around.”

“I’m glad. I bet that wasn’t easy.”

He set two more cards down and shook his head. “It wasn’t. But now it’s my turn.” This time, he dropped the deck of cards onto the table and brushed his thumb across my lips. “If I tried to kiss you now, would you let me?”

He tilted my chin up, bringing his lips close to mine. I could feel his breath and see the raw heat in his eyes. All I had to do was give him the answer and seal my fate. “I would say yes, but I can’t. Not until I get one final answer from you.”

“Which is?”

“Last night, when you left and didn’t come back until dawn, did you sleep with anyone?”

He stared at me and then dread settled into the pit of my stomach when he nodded. “I did,” he answered.

Anger boiled in my veins, and I pushed him away as hard as I could. “You son of a bitch. Get the hell away from me.”

“Aylee, let me finish. It wasn’t like that.” He wrapped his arms around my waist to hold me in place, but I elbowed him in the side.

“Let me go!”

He growled in pain and even more so when I elbowed him again and rushed toward the door. The thought of him being with another woman made me furious. I was even more disgusted that he wanted to have sex with me the day after. “Dammit, Aylee, stop!” he shouted.

My hand touched the knob and before I could turn it, he grabbed me around the shoulders and tackled me to the floor. I tried to fight him off, but he held my wrists above my head, his body pressing into mine. “Let me up or I swear to God I’m going to cut off your balls and make you eat them.”

“Now that I have your attention, you can listen to what I have to f*cking say.” I turned my head, not giving him the satisfaction of seeing I was hurt. “Look at me, Aylee,” he commanded.

“Fuck you.”

Tightening his hold, he held my wrists with one hand and grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him. “My God you have a temper. One way or another, you’re going to listen to me. I did not f*ck another girl. I slept with someone, but I didn’t f*ck her.”

“You expect me to believe that?” I spat.

His mouth pulled back into a smile and he moved closer, lips almost touching mine. “You need to believe it, considering the fact I slept next to you. I’m actually insulted you don’t remember.”

Eyes wide, I gasped, my body relaxing beneath his. I thought I dreamt about him in my bed, but I was wrong. Or maybe I subconsciously knew all along.

“You remember don’t you?”

Pursing my lips, I rolled my eyes. “Talk about being a creeper. Maybe it’s you I should be afraid of.”

He chuckled low and whispered across my lips, “You should definitely be afraid.” Letting my wrists go, he brought his mouth down on mine.

My mind was telling me to stop him, but I could only focus on the taste of his lips and the way his hands felt on my body. The next thing I knew, my shirt was off and his mouth was on the mounds of my breasts.

“You have no idea how bad I’ve wanted you.” Pulling my bra back, he flicked his tongue across my nipple, forcing a moan from between my lips. Spreading my legs with his knee, he pushed his arousal into me and rocked.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and for a split second he tensed when I touched his scarred skin, but relaxed when I bit down on his ear. Our bodies rubbed together and that delicious ache I’d longed to feel again surfaced. My breaths came out in rapid pants and I held onto him tight, but he stopped and looked down at me.

“Before we go any further, is this what you want? I don’t want you waking up in the morning thinking this was all a mistake.”

“It is what I want, but I don’t want to be another notch on your belt. What if you wake up tomorrow ready to move on to the next thing?”

With heat-filled eyes, he reached behind my back and unhooked my bra, sliding it off my body. My skin broke out in chills as he lowered his lips to a nipple and sucked. “That’s not going to happen, firecracker. You keep me on my toes. I’m not letting you go, not until you want me to.”

I smiled and bit my lip. “I’ll let you know.”

Hoisting me in his arms, I giggled and kissed my way up his neck as he carried me into his bedroom. Tossing me onto the bed, he basically ripped my shorts off before sliding out of his pants. I shivered at the sight of his cock and ached to feel him inside me. He chuckled at my distress and prolonged it by kissing his way up my thighs, watching me the entire time. When he spread me wider, I held my breath until the first touch of his warm tongue across my clit made me jump.

“You like that?” he asked, licking me again.

“Very much so,” I moaned, moving my hips against his face. With his mouth on my sweet spot and a finger inside me, I was in heaven. I didn’t realize how much I missed the passion of intimacy. I’d never really had it before.