Unexpected Fate(31)

Her eyes flash, giving me just enough time to prepare for her launching herself from her position. My arms go around her seconds before I fall back. Then I roll until I have her trapped under me with no way to get away.

Leaning down, I make sure she is focused completely on me before speaking. “I don’t know what’s gotten you worked up, Dani-girl, but I told you I was coming back.”

“No you didn’t, jerk-off. You said you had to go check on Megan. You said you needed to make sure Chance was taking her home. Now tell me how was I supposed to know in Cohen’s world that mean you would be right back? You know what? Just forget it . . . Get off me so I can find my brother and have him take me back home.”

She’s lost her damn mind.

“That isn’t happening.” I push my hips against hers so there is no doubt in what I’m about to say. “For years—years, Dani—you’ve been parading around this flawless body and teasing me with something I couldn’t have. For weeks, we’ve been dancing around this attraction. I’ve had a taste, and now, I need my meal. So what we’re going to do is get off this damn floor, walk out the back door, and I’m going to get your sweet little ass to my bed quickly. I mean it, Dani. Years I’ve thought about what your pussy would feel like with my cock deep inside you, and I’m not giving that up now.”

Her eyes widen hilariously. Those stunning, light-green orbs look at me with so much shock that, if I weren’t so frustrated, I would laugh. Okay, so maybe I should have handled that a little better

Yeah, smooth I am not.

“What?” she breathes. “What happened to you saying this wouldn’t happen?”

“I’m man enough to admit I was wrong and I’m open to discussing this again. Now get ready, baby. It’s going to be a long night.”





THE WHOLE TWENTY-MINUTE DRIVE TO my apartment is done with silence and sexual tension so thick that it’s choking. My cock is testing the strength of its confinement. With every inhale, I can smell her arousal, her desire for me, and it’s driving me insane with lust.

“Do you think we should talk about this, Cohen?” she asks weakly, like she would rather talk about anything else but knows it’s smart that we at least lay some communication out.

“What do you want me to say here, Dani-girl?”

“The truth would be nice. Is this just some game to you? Or is this more? I’m not asking for the world, Coh . . . but I don’t think that I can just give myself to you if it doesn’t mean something to you. I’m so confused with your no-and-then-yes games.”

I don’t answer right away. I need to make sure she understands me, and there is no way I can get my point across if she is staring out the window and freaking out instead of looking at me. I need to see her eyes, to know that she is here with me and not running into her head to hide.

After parking the truck, I pull my seat belt off before reaching over and undoing hers. She looks over at me sharply before I grab her and pull her into my lap. My hands instantly go towards her face so I can hold her attention. My fingertips dance against her silky hair, her cheeks feel warm against my palms, and those stunning eyes stare out at me—she looks terrified out of her mind.

“You silly girl,” I laugh. “What are you so scared of? I’m not the big, bad wolf. Although, I wouldn’t be opposed to eating you up.”

“Oh, God, that was corny,” she chuckles.

“You would like that though, wouldn’t you? Do you want me to eat you first, or do you want to be my Little Red Riding Hood and go for a long, hard ride?”

“Oh. God. Stop, Cohen. Those lines . . . They’re terrible.”

I snicker before leaning in and giving her a hard, bruising kiss. I don’t take my time, but I do make sure that, with that one kiss, I dominate her mind.

“You wanted to talk, baby, so let’s talk.” Now that I’ve loosened the mood up a little, it’s time to lay this out there so she doesn’t have any confusion that I want her.

“I don’t think I can. Not with you . . . with your . . . Jesus Christ.” She starts to rub against my erection and drops her head back to rest in my hands, which are still framing her face.

“How about this?” I groan when she starts to grind down harder against my throbbing cock. “How about we get upstairs before I fuck you in my truck? I’m ready to play, Dani-girl, and there won’t be anything quick about it. You either start talking now or get the hell up and in my bed.”

“Bed,” she pants, giving me another hard rotation of her hips against my lap.