The Viper (Untamed Hearts #1)(52)

“I know!” God, why was she crying now? It wasn’t even Sunday, and she was going to ruin their last day together. “Make me stop crying. Help me.”

“Hold these.”

He pushed the string of gold-foiled condoms into her hand and then wrapped his arms around her again. She clung to him, both her arms tight around his neck as he picked her up, because he was big and strong, and she discovered early on he could do things like that.

She twined her legs around his waist, and when he fell onto the bed with her, she kept them like that, clinging to him like a lifeline. He threaded one hand in her hair, fisting it and tugging her head back. Then he kissed her, pushing his tongue into her mouth again as he forced her to feel all of him against her.

She tossed the condoms on the bed to touch him, but he pulled back and grabbed them. He put them back in her hand. “I told you to hold ’em.”

She wiped at her face. “Why?”

“Because they’re your reminder.” His eyes glowed in the semidarkness of the room, and they were shiny in a way she had never seen before, but his voice was still hard as he said, “You don’t trust thugs.”

“I do, though,” she whispered as she wiped at her face again. “I trust you more than anyone I’ve ever trusted in my life.”

“No, you don’t!”

“Yes, I do.” She threw the condoms as hard as she could to make her point. “You can’t tell me who to trust!”

“Ay, chica!” he yelled as he rolled over and hung over the bed to grab them. He ripped one off and then reached down, tugging on her dress. He pulled it over Katie’s head with very little help from her and tossed it aside. Then he put the condom in the low dip in the front of her bra so that it was trapped between her breasts. When she went to pull it out, he grabbed her hands before she could. “If you’re gonna be stubborn and won’t hold it, I’ll make you hold it.”

She tried to pull her hands free as she argued, “But you said you like me being stubborn.”

“I know.” He glanced down at her tits, eyeing the condom trapped between them. “I like it a lot.”

He bent down and tried to kiss her, but she turned head away rather than let him. “You’re being bossy.”

He shifted his hold, capturing both her wrists with one hand. She tried to pull free, but he still had her trapped as he used his other hand to grab her face and turned her back to him. “You like me being bossy.”

“No, I d—”

He kissed her before she could finish. She fought not to open to him, even if his weight over her always felt so good and his lips were always so soft and so easy to obey.

Still she held strong.

He forced her legs apart and all she could feel was the hard, warm length of his body against hers. His jeans chaffing the inside of her thighs. The outline of his hard cock pressing against her * as he thrust against her, as if he was already f*cking her. It felt so good she couldn’t help but moan into his mouth, and he swept his tongue in triumphantly. She let herself be defeated, because tomorrow was Sunday, and she needed this. It was more important than pride or his stupid rules.

When he pulled back and looked down at her, she whispered in defeat, “I’ll hold it.”

“Okay,” he said as he freed her hands and let her tangle her fingers into his dark hair.

She tugged him down and captured his lips with hers. She was the one who kissed him, and he let her do it rather than gloat, because he was a good guy, even if he didn’t know it.

Then he wrapped his arms around her and rolled them over, so that he was sprawled out on the bed under her. Her hair fell like a veil around him, hiding them as she kissed him. He grasped her ass with both hands and held on, forcing her tighter against him.

“You want it?” he breathed into her mouth.

“Yes,” she said and then kissed him again because she couldn’t help herself.

He allowed Katie to have her way with him, letting her tongue slip into his mouth over and over again as he slid his hands up and unclasped her bra like a man who had a lot of practice. Then he tugged on a strand of her hair and said, “Sit up.”

She flipped her hair back and did as told, sitting over him, allowing him to pull the condom out of her bra. When he grabbed her hand and put it in her open palm, she closed her fingers around it rather than argue.

He pulled her bra off and tossed it aside. For one long moment, he just leaned back on one arm and admired her over him and, she let him, because something about the way he looked at her always made her feel beautiful and sexy in a way she never thought possible.

His gaze on her breasts was hot and needy. “I’m gonna miss ’em. You have the nicest set of tits I’ve ever seen.”

Katie laughed. “They’ll miss you too.”

“Yeah?” he asked as he finally looked back up to her face and smiled. “You think so?”

She nodded. “I know so.”

He reached up and fisted his hand in her hair. He tugged her head back, forcing her to put a hand on his thigh for balance. She gasped when he wrapped his other arm around her, supporting her as he leaned down and sucked on one of her nipples.

She arched and rubbed herself against him as he sucked and teased. When he tried to pull away, she tangled her fingers in his hair just like he was doing to her, holding him to her.