When You're Mine (MINE #3)(15)

“Do you really expect me to believe all of that? You do remember Maddie right? My best friend? We were roommates for nearly seven years. She told me everything.”

“And?”

Shit.

“And…” I scrambled for something else to throw in his face, but the look in his eyes told me he was on to my bullshit.

Arms crossed over his chest, a forefinger worked feverishly back and forth across the skin of his upper lip. I hung on to the edge of my chair, wondering what he would say next while I searched for my own words. “I’m not letting you go. We both know you put up this hard ass front to keep men like me out. I get it. And quite honestly, I can’t blame you. Only difference between me and them-I can see right through you. I see the woman you want to be when you’re with me. Question is… are you brave enough to set her free?”

No, I’m not.

But I was willing to give him a piece of her. He’d earned that much. No matter how hard I tried to refuse him, I simply could not. It was almost pathetic the way I latched on to this desperate need. The need to be someone’s, anyone’s…something. When he invited me back to his place after dinner, I never even gave it a second thought. The door to his apartment shut and I found myself pressed against it.

Lips on mine.

Dropping my purse to the floor, I threw my arms around his shoulders. He tilted his head back and forth, searching for the perfect depth, the perfect reach, his merciless mouth doing serious damage to my heart and my mind. I fumbled with the buttons of his shirt as he lifted my dress up and over my head. “Legs,” he grunted, lifting me to wrap around his waist.

Walking us through the apartment, greedy hands roamed the sensitive skin of my back. Deft fingers unhooked my bra. I released his mouth and neck long enough to fling it across the room before I took his lips once more. Barrett located a wall inside of his bedroom. He squeezed hard, digging his fingers into the skin of my ass while he buried his tongue deep inside my mouth. Barrett jerked me from the wall, his mouth still firmly attached to mine as he laid me down on the soft bed. “Why are you still dressed?” I pushed out between kisses. His mouth was hungry, his hands slow and steady.

“I can’t stop kissing you.”

“Take off your clothes.”

He lifted his weight off me, dragging a thumb across my tingling bottom lip. “My weakness,” he whispered. “I’ll do whatever they say.”

Shifting from the bed, he began to strip. Which was far better than any night spent watching Magic Mike. Barrett was in great shape. Lean and cut in all the right places, his body was flawless. I wanted to lick and suck every beautiful inch of him.

“I love the way you look at me.” he smiled.

“How do I look at you?”

“Like I’m all you see.”

If he only knew.

“Kind of hard to miss.” I nodded to his magnificent cock pointing straight at me. I licked my lips, holding his heavy gaze. Lifting my ass from the bed, I tucked my thumbs inside the band of my panties and slipped them off.

Eyes still locked with mine, he stroked himself, making me breathe with frustration and need. I was going to come just watching him, and my throbbing clit agreed. “Touch yourself,” he said, and my trembling fingers found the drenched flesh between my thighs. “Fuck, baby.” He stroked harder. One knee fell to the edge of the bed and Barrett shifted forward, positioning himself between my open legs. “Wider.” The rasp of his command sent a shiver across my skin. Releasing his cock, both hands moved to the pillow beneath my head while his delicious tongue tangled with mine, searching for more than a moan of pleasure. Drawing smaller and smaller kisses, his parted mouth hovered above mine. The intense look in his eyes paired with the two fingers moving in and out of me… shattered my world.

“Yes,” I breathed, my greedy * clenching for more.

A flash of light sparked in his eyes when he found what he was looking for. “There are so many ways I’m going to make you come, but right now, I need to watch you fall to pieces right here. I need to look into your gorgeous eyes while I find my way inside of you.” A sharp breath tore through the bated ones and I found it impossible to look away. The trust I saw when I looked into his eyes, the passion.

Unhinged me.

I fell apart beneath him while he kissed my trembling lips… my cheeks… my nose. He moved them down my body, hitting each and every erogenous zone he could find along the way. I’d always wanted a man like this, a man who paid attention, a man who listened to a woman’s body.

Too bad I can’t keep him.

Spreading my legs wider, his fingers dug into my flesh as he covered me with his mouth. He took long, hungry swipes, savoring and devouring me all at once. I came hard, bucking my hips as the powerful orgasm sliced through the final thread of my sanity. I clawed the bed, whimpering God’s name… his. I tried to shove him back as another wave of heat rushed in, but he wouldn’t let up. Unhinged may not have been an appropriate term for what he was doing to me. The man was…

Unleashing me.

Gripping the sides of his thick hair, I yanked his head back and he released my clit with a loud suckle. Then he reached over and opened a drawer, retrieving a condom from the bedside table. I closed my eyes, anticipating his touch. Rubbing the head of his cock up and down the seam of my slit, my mind spun with desire. “Fuck me, Barrett.” I lifted my hips, demanding all he had to give.