Tell Me You Crave Me (Search and Seduce #3)(20)

Yeah, they’d already had sex, but that wasn’t the kind of notch she was talking about. And he knew it. She could tell by the look in his eyes that he understood. She wasn’t like his other conquests, would never be the kind of blonde he took to the bar for a few shots followed by a few hours of sex. Nope, not her. She’d slept with him, fine. Wanted to again? Sure. But she wasn’t that girl, because she refused to be.

She was looking for something more than Easton could ever offer. But the passion that came with him was something she couldn’t turn down. Maybe she could get a hit of it and learn, though. Use it to her advantage to really find what she wanted.

“Like I said…” He placed his mouth achingly close to hers as he murmured. “You’re a pain in the ass, not a notch.”

With that, he drove his tongue into her mouth and kissed her hard and deep. All the fight in her revved up, not to push him away, but to pull him closer.

She shoved at his chest until he stumbled back and hit the wall. She was on him in half a second, clawing at his belt while devouring his mouth.

“Yep,” he growled and grabbed her wrists. “You’re feisty and mouthy tonight.” In one swoop, he spun her so her breasts were against the brick wall and he was at her back. “What should we do about that, hmm?”

“You should stop talking and take some action,” she said around an annoyed breath. Annoyed because her mouth had just been on him, and now she was facing the wall and not his chiseled muscles.

A loud zing echoed through the air and a burst of cool wind hit her skin. East had unzipped her dress completely, and it was now hanging around her like curtains, displaying her entire back and ass.

Just like she thought would never happen. But here she was again, in East’s arms. And that spark of self-confidence came back. Oh yeah, she felt sexy. And ready. For him.

“Take action, huh?” he said and smacked her bottom with an open palm. She moaned. “Like that?” He smacked again, and the loud slap of his hand on her ass made her wet. He gripped her hips and tugged her ass up and closer while his other hand on her neck bent her forward. She braced herself on the wall in front of her, and the brick scratched against her palms while he kicked her feet apart.

“This f*cking dress has been taunting me. One quick swipe and you’re all mine,” he said. She smiled, because that’s what she’d thought of the dress when she’d worn it, too. So easy to put on…or take off. And now she was bent over, East at her back, the sound of his belt opening, and she was beyond ready.

“Tell me, baby,” he said, and she heard the rip of a condom wrapper and sound of him moving behind her. “You still annoyed?”

She felt the tip of his cock press against her entrance. But he stilled. Didn’t go in, just teased her.

“Yes,” she said around gritted teeth. “I’m very, very annoyed.”

“Poor thing, sounds rough. What with having to…what was it you said? See me around and know what I felt like inside of you?”

Now he was really pissing her off because he was stalling her pleasure on purpose, making her skin prick with icy hot need so she didn’t know if she’d burst into flames or split from the frost.

All she knew was that she needed him. Now.

She slammed her palm against the wall. “Are you being a jackass on purpose? Or just trying to—”

“Trying to make you beg for it,” he said, and ran the head of his cock along her folds, back and forth, making her wetter and wetter but never breaching. Just like last time. East liked his control. She was learning that quickly. And now he wanted to hear her say that she wanted him. Well guess what? She wanted to hear him say it first.

“I don’t recall what I said. It’s all a blur.” She pretended to yawn. “Must not have been that memorable.”

She felt East still for a moment, and she didn’t have to look back to know that zinger had gotten to him and his swollen ego.

“Is that right?” He smacked her ass hard as he slid his cock along her clit. The jolt of the slap and the touch on her clit made her choke on her own breath. He still wasn’t going inside her. This was a game of wills now, and they both knew it.

“Maybe I should remind you,” he said.

She wanted to scream yes, but she was so close to having him admit he wanted her. Maybe it was her own ego getting the better of her, but in the spirit of not being “that girl,” she arched her back, rubbed herself along his cock, and said, “I guess that depends on you and how bad you want it.”

With a low groan, he grabbed her hip in one hand and pulled her hair with the other. He lifted her just enough to lean forward and whisper in her ear, “Oh, I want it, baby. And you’re going to give it to me.”

With that, he thrust inside of her.

She yelled to the sky and thanked God she finally had East right where she wanted him.

Deep inside.

“Looks like you want it, too, don’t you?” He thrust in and out, and each time, he pulled on her hair like reins to keep her close and force her to take everything he had to give. “Tell me,” he commanded and tugged on her hair. “Tell me how bad you want it.”

“So bad,” she admitted. Her sheath was already clenching, ready to come from East’s wild pumping, and she couldn’t deny it. Somewhere in her foggy mind, she wondered if he’d needed to hear her admit it. Because the second she did, he f*cked her harder, faster, as if all the tension had left and been replaced by wild passion neither of them could deny.