Snake's Addiction(12)

“Will you fucking stop?” He grabbed her arm, pressing her against her car.

“What are you doing?”

“Stopping you from getting yourself killed. You’re not in the right frame of mood to drive.” He took the keys from her fingers. “I’ll drive you home.”

“I can drive myself.”

“I’m not going to let you.”

He opened the door, helping her inside. Jessica no longer saw the point in fighting. He was only going to get what he wanted anyway.

Gritting her teeth, she watched as he readjusted her chair so that he was comfortable behind her wheel. She didn’t like it, and she didn’t like him.

You want him.

He was the first man in a long time that she actually wanted to fuck. The only reason she’d not been with someone in the last year was because she didn’t want to.

“I know where you live.”

“I remember.” Resting her head on her hand, she stared out of the window. It was already dark, and she just wanted to head home. This was a half day for her, getting home before the next day.

She remembered his kiss so bad that it scared her. No one should ever have power over someone else with a single kiss.

“Are you going to explain what that was all about?”

“Nope. I don’t like seeing kids like that or anything like that.” She licked her lips.

“Have you ever had kids?”

“No. Never had kids or been married. I’m not the kind of person to settle down. I did have a steady thing going once with one man, and then I decided against it.”

“Oh, yeah, what happened?”

“The guy was a cheating scumbag, and after I witnessed him in action I hated him. He fucked anything that walked. Remind you of someone?”

“I’m not offering you forever.”

“You’re not offering me anything other than a bad friendship.”

“Lydia has nothing to do with this. That woman is weird. You don’t need to hang out with her.”

“What? Hang out with you instead? Maybe the women of the club?” Jessica snorted. “I don’t think so. I’ve no intention of being anything to you, Snake.”

He pulled up outside of her house. Climbing out, she clicked the button on her garage, following him inside. He parked her car up alongside her bike. She loved her precious bike. It was the one thing she did love in this world.

“Thank you for driving me home.”

“I could use a coffee. It’s cold outside. I’m thirsty, and I’ve got to get back to the hospital.”

“Fine, come on.” She opened the door leading up to her house. Flicking the light off, she made sure the doors were all locked before heading toward her kitchen. Ignoring his presence was her safest option right now. She didn’t trust herself to be with him or to be anything with him.

“Your house is nice,” he said.

Staring at their reflections in the window, she quickly looked away. He was so tall and muscular. The sheer size of him made her place feel so small.

“Thank you.”

Putting the kettle on, she stared down at her hands seeing them shake. What the hell was wrong with her?

Reaching for the cupboard, she gasped as Snake’s hand wrapped around hers, holding her still.

“What are you doing?”

“I know what’s wrong.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. You want this, and that scares you. You’re held by some sort of moral high code, and the truth is, you want me.”

“My God, the ego.” She turned around with him still holding her and wished she hadn’t. He was close, so close that she wasn’t able to look away from him. “What are you doing?”

“You’re afraid that this will be more than fucking.”

“I’m not going to fuck you.”

“No?”

“No.” She was fighting her own needs. Her pussy was slick, dripping, and all he was doing was touching her. When she thought the worst about him, it was easier, so damned easy. Seeing him vulnerable with the club made it hard for her. Snake felt a hell of a lot more than he let people believed. She’d seen that little baby, and she saw the love in Snake’s eyes. It had her yearning for someone to look at her with such love and devotion. She’d given all of this up to become a nurse.

Jessica hated distractions, and men were only distractions to her.

“Baby, you’re lying to yourself. Do you think Lydia would hold back right now? Do you think if it came down to a man you wanted, she’d hold back?”

She didn’t like where this was going. “This is none of your business.”

“No? I bet she’d be riding any cock she damn well liked. This friendship you’ve got yourself believing means something, is bullshit. You’re the only one that feels it.”