A Mate for York(49)

York chuckled. “A coffee would be great.” He stepped inside and her small apartment suddenly became even smaller. Then he tensed up and stopped midstride. “Look, I think I should probably go. I said what I needed to say. Fuck, Cassidy…” His eyes lifted to the ceiling for a few beats. “You’re beautiful and intelligent. I wanted you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone. I really hope that you believe that.”

When he put it that way, it made her want to jump him all over again but she held back…only just. “I wouldn’t have let you in if I didn’t believe you.”

“Good.” His voice was low and deep. It sent shivers down her spine and had her toes curling into her cheap linoleum floor.

His eyes were so blue, so intense they had her mesmerized. It was then that she realized how close she was to him. Her breath became a little erratic and she swallowed hard. The attraction that flared up between them was so strong that it was practically tangible.

His nostrils flared. “I think I’d better go now.”

She felt herself frown. “I thought you wanted a coffee. I can brew us a cup in no time.” Cassidy didn’t want him to leave…not just yet.

York’s nostrils flared a second time and she could see his jawline tense up as he clenched his teeth. He shook his head slowly. “I wasn’t lying when I said I wanted you that night.”

She could feel how her frown deepened. “I know. I said I believed you.”

“I would be lying if I said I didn’t want you right now,” York growled. “I think you should ask me to leave now, Cassidy. Kick me the fuck out. I’m about to do something we might both regret.”

“Oh.” Such an eloquent thing to say.

York took a small step back, keeping his eyes on hers. They were burning up with a need that took her breath away.

“Urm…” She wanted him more than she had ever wanted anything before. The problem was that she already had feelings for him after one night. They couldn’t be together, so sleeping with him again would only amplify her feelings and hurt her more in the long run.

York gave her a half smile, actually managing to look forlorn and lost. “All of the best. Don’t let some guy mess with you again. You deserve the best, Cass…the best. Don’t you dare settle for less.”

She nodded, unable to trust her voice.

York turned. Her heart felt like it was beating right out of her chest. “Please, don’t go,” she whispered.

His whole body stiffened, his neck muscles became distinctly corded. He turned his face ever so slightly. “I should…leave…right now.” He sighed. “It’s for the best.”

“Okay.” It came out sounding like a breathy sigh loaded with disappointment.

“But I can’t.” He pushed the door shut and turned to face her.

If it weren’t for the desire in his eyes, she would’ve thought that York was angry. His whole body radiated raw tension. His muscles bulged, straining the fibers of his shirt. He even growled flashing a long, ivory fang as he advanced on her.

Her heart leapt to her throat and excitement coursed through her veins. He picked her up, as in off the floor and with no trouble at all.

The little gasp she made was swallowed as his mouth covered hers. His tongue clashed with hers and the sound of ripping filled the room. Cool air abraded her very wet pussy just as his hard cock rubbed up against her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled her knees up.

There was no time to think or even to breathe as her back hit the wall. “Put your legs around my hips. I need to be inside of you.” He nipped at her lower lip, sending shock waves through her body. Her clit throbbed. Her breasts felt heavy.

She did as he said, locking her ankles behind him.

“I need you so badly.” York growled as he pushed his hand between them using a finger to rub on her clit. It was at total odds with what he had just said but she didn’t care because his touch felt so damned good.

Her breath came in rugged pants which turned to a loud moan when he pushed a finger inside her.

“You’re so fucking wet.” He growled in irritation when his shirt tails got in the way of his hand and ripped it open. Buttons went flying, making soft noises at they hit the ground around them. York didn’t seem to notice.

It turned her on seeing the desperation etched into his features and actions. This time he breached her with two fingers, pushing in and out of her in slow even strokes that made her cry out.

“Are you ready for me?” he growled.

She looked down, seeing the head of his thick cock pressed between them. She could feel it hard against her stomach. “Yes.” A needy cry was torn from her lips.