Cash's Fight(50)

“I warned you last night that, if you want to hit out at me, you better be prepared for what comes back at you.”

“You’re the biggest ass I know.” Rachel struggled against him. “Let me go, you goon, or I’ll scream loud enough to wake up Mag.”#p#分页标题#e#

“You do, and I’ll tell her you’re coming on my dick and to go back to bed,” Cash said, enjoying the feel of her body against him.

He pinned her against the bedroom wall with one of his legs between hers as she hit at his chest with her fists. When he pressed his knee against her pussy, she quit struggling, stiffening against him.

“Get out, Cash.” Her cold voice had his arms dropping away from her as he took a step back. She took a shuddering breath, and Cash angrily narrowed his eyes on her.

“Don’t act like I was going to rape you, Rachel.” Her face paled. “I don’t play like that. Never have, never will. Don’t twist it around in your head; you wanted me to fuck you that night.”

Rachel’s shoulders stiffened. “I didn’t suggest you did. It might not have been my proudest moment, but I accept full responsibility for being an idiot.”

Cash tilted his head to the side, studying her expression. “Why were you an idiot?”

“Because I shouldn’t have wanted you. I know what kind of man you are, and I still let myself have you.”

Cash gave a sensuous smile. Stepping closer, he braced his hand on the wall next to her head. “You don’t know what kind of man I am, Rachel. You couldn’t possibly know. If you did, you wouldn’t keep insulting me.” His voice turned seductive. “I’m not my father. When I want something, I take it.”

“Shut up, Cash.” Rachel started to push off the wall but was pressed back against it.

“What? I’m not allowed to talk about it? We all know your mother and my father were in love. If my father hadn’t fucked up and cheated on her, then she would never have married your father.”

“She loved my father,” Rachel said forcefully.

Cash shook his head. “She loved my father and turned to his best friend when she found out dear old Dad had knocked up the town whore. Both of them regretted their mistakes for the rest of their lives. When Dad realized he wasn’t getting your mom back, he married my mother. Together, they became sanctimonious idiots every Sunday while I had to watch. I, on the other hand, don’t plan on regretting the best mistake of my life.”

Her expression became confused. “The best mistake of your life?”

“You were the best mistake of my life,” he confirmed. “I’ve been attracted to you for a long time, but to tell you the truth, your brothers didn’t make you worth the effort, and I sure as fuck wasn’t anxious to follow in my father’s footsteps to try to romance you.”

“You wouldn’t know romance if it came up behind you and bit you on the ass.”

Cash burst out laughing. “I know romance, and I can prove it.”

“There’s no need. I’m not interested.”

“I think you’re the one who has trouble dealing with romance, not me,” he mocked her frightened expression.

“You think romance is wham, bam, and telling everyone in town you fucked the girl.” Her tart reply had him laughing again.

“No, that was stupidity. I let your brothers piss me off into opening my big mouth. I’m not sorry, though.” Cash saw the wounded look in her eyes and continued, “It was a hard way for your brothers to find out about us, like ripping a band-aid off, but now they know.” He shrugged.

“There isn’t an us!”

“There will be. Right now, you’re still mad, but I can wait until you cool down. At least a little longer,” he qualified his words.

“You’re the most egotistical man to ever exist.”#p#分页标题#e#

“Not really, just confident. If I can get in your panties once, I can do it again.” Cash stared down into her eyes.

Her face flushed red, and her bottom lip trembled as she shook her head at him.

Cash softened his voice. “You’re mad as hell at me, but you still want me.”

“No, I don’t,” she denied.

“Yes, you do. I can prove it.” As his lips swooped down on hers, Rachel pressed her hands against his chest. Cash’s tongue licked her lips, but didn’t try to enter her mouth; instead, he learned the contours of her lips as his other hand reached out to slide against her neck to hold her in place. His thumb traced the delicate lines of her face as he gradually increased the pressure against her lips, sliding his tongue inside to explore the warmth of her mouth. He went from seductive to demanding, breaching the defenses she had built against him, trying to turn the fire of her hatred to one of passion.