Take the Fall (Take the Fall, #1)(25)

Lower he travels, to circle my belly button with his tongue and then to kiss my inner thighs. He runs his nose along my sex, then teases me with the tip of his tongue. “Smells so f*cking good.”

My grip tightens around his wrist in full anticipation of his erotic kiss, but when he sucks my clit into his mouth I scream and buck my hips.

“Oh God,” I cry. “Ohgodohgodohgod.”

My eyes close and my back bows as I urge him closer, as I try to get away but his hand around my neck prevents me from leaving. Yet he never increases the pressure. It stays light, his fingers gently caressing me.

I’m his willing prisoner right now. I’m the one being owned by him. Tears spring to my eyes, not because I’m hurting, but because I’m free like this. His teeth scrape across my clit and I shatter.

Seth moves again, positioning himself between my thighs. He grabs the base of his erection and pushes the broad head inside of me, sliding home in one long thrust. He braces himself on one elbow, watching me as he moves inside of me. The push and pull is driving me wild. He’s driving me wild. I writhe beneath him, wanting more, wanting him deeper.

I tilt my hips back, and he slides in the smallest of distances, but it’s enough to make him groan. I smile, one hand going to his ass, urging him faster, harder, but he won’t obey. He hooks one of my legs over his shoulder, opening me up to him, and keeps his pace steady.

“Touch yourself,” he orders harshly.

I move my hand from his very fine ass to the top of my breast, slowly tracing the curve of it and then going lower. I’m wet and hot and desperate when I finally touch myself. He watches us, watches his cock go in and out of me, and my fingers show him exactly what I like.

“Damn,” he mutters. “Hot damn, girl.”

He rolls his hips, doing this figure eight movement that sends me over the edge. I press down hard on my swollen clit, rubbing it in the opposite direction of what he’s doing to me.

“Seth,” I moan as my second orgasm washes over me. Everything goes bright and my body shakes at the intense pleasure. I know it’s because of him. I know that everything, especially sex, is better with Seth.

I love you. I love you. I love you. I bite back the words.

Growling, he pumps into me hard and then throws his head back, the tendons in his neck straining. He shouts my name and then he holds himself still, so deep inside of me that I know I’ll feel him for days later.

Oh, who am I kidding? I’ll feel him forever.





Seth


I trace the lines of Rowan’s back while she sleeps. The house is quiet and peaceful, just like us. All the urgency I felt before, the driving need to consume her, is gone. Well, not gone, but it’s temporarily sated.

She sighs dreamily. The sound makes my heart melt and my cock harden.

“Dreaming of me, hopefully,” I murmur, kissing her shoulder.

“Thinking about us,” she says, and I sit up.

“Didn’t mean to wake you.”

She turns over, regarding me with those beautiful blue eyes of hers. “You didn’t.”

“Guess I should have gone for that last orgasm, huh?” I tease, leaning down to kiss her.

She turns her face away from me so that my lips brush her cheek. “What happened tonight—this afternoon,” she stammers, then frowns. “However long—it doesn’t change anything for us.”

“What do you mean?”

“We’re not together.” Wrapping the sheet around her hot body as she sits up, she scoots as far to the other side of the bed as possible without falling off. “Don’t get me wrong. The sex is amazing. You’re amazing, and you’ve learned a lot, but let’s face facts. You’re leaving next week and time’s running out on learning the ropes of running Gardner’s. So you have two choices: Let me run it while you still own it, or sell it to me and I can still run it.

“I’m sure I can make it worth your while and be very accommodating,” she adds in an uncharacteristic purr.

Did she just throw my words back at me? Worse, is she trying to sway me with sex? “Are you trying to manipulate me with promises of more sex?”

“Like you weren’t doing the same thing,” she says, but suddenly she doesn’t look so certain of what she presumes to be my motives.

“Actually, I used you just for sex. That’s it. Nothing more, nothing less.” A lie, but damn it, I will not be played by her like this.

She flinches.

“Don’t act like the truth hurts you. I can’t hurt you. You made it loud and clear that nothing I do can touch your heart.” I shove away from the bed and begin to dress.

“Leaving already?” she says, her brows lifting in an I-knew-it kind of way.

I stop short of buttoning my jeans and stalk back to the bed, placing a knee on the mattress as I lean down. I grab her chin and force her to look at me. “You’d like that. You want me to prove you’re right. That nothing’s changed about me, and I’m still that bastard who nursed his hate and fed it your image each day while I was in prison and the first couple of years I was in the Corps. But I’m not, Rowan, no matter how badly you want that to be true. I’m just not that guy anymore.”

She yanks her chin out of my grip. “You’re being that guy right now.”