Page 146 of The Legend
Smirking, he slowly turned in the chair to look at me.
“What are you doing here?” he asked with his eyes wanderingover my long black trench coat.
“Oh, I just robbed a Chevron.” Walking closer, I let myhand travel up his arm and touch the side of his face. “I had some time tokill.”
He smiled. “Did you get me some skittles?”
“What are you, ten? Who eats those?”
“Me. I eat those.”
“I can think of something better to eat.”
“Oh yeah, show me and let’s see.” He flipped his wrist for meto remove the coat.
I dropped the coat and straddled him.
He let out a chuckle. “Please don’t ask me to hit youagain.”
“Just fuck me.” I sighed moving my hips against the bulge Ifelt forming with each shift of my hips. “Fuck me like I’m all that’s on yourmind. Fuck me like you can’t get enough of me.”
I watched his face fall with each word that I spoke. Iwatched it fall but he didn’t answer either.
And then he pushed me away gently.
Well that sucks. Once again Iturned him off.
Taking my hand, he led me to the door and into the car. Wedrove back to the house in silence, confused.
“I thought you hadworkto do?”
“Yeah, well I’m tired.”
And that sucks too.
He was out of the car and heading inside the house as soonas the engine was shut off. I stepped out of the car slowly, shivering in thecool night air and regretting this ridiculous outfit.
I practically had to run to catch up with him.
Jameson stood straight, posture perfect, shoulders rigid,as he walked throughout the house and then upstairs. He wouldn’t look at me.
I found him inside the bathroom fumbling with his lastbottle of antibiotics and the lid he could never seem to get off. Prying itfrom his fingers, I got it open and then he motioned for me to go inside ourroom, his eyes on the floor.
I wanted to ask him what his fucking problem was. I mean, Ihad been trying for three nights and all he did was get pissed off at me andreject my efforts.
Standing outside the bathroom, I rustled through my dresserto find some more appropriate clothes. I was done being a porn star. I wasn’tcut out for such a hard lifestyle. Dropping the coat to the floor, I started totake my bra off but stopped.
The door to the bathroom slammed, startling me. And then Iwas being lifted off the ground. My legs wrapped around him on instinct.
His lips crashed into mine, relentless and unyielding.
I matched him with everything I had wanting everything hehad.
Maybe my porn star days weren’tover.
He pushed me up against the wall and crushed me into thechocolate colored walls. Hot wet lips were against my throat. The thin fabricof my ridiculous outfit balled up in his fists as he pushed his hips into me. Icould feel him right against all the places that missed him so much.
He took a shaky breath and moaned into my mouth. It feltlike the first breath he had taken since we got in here, labored and needy.
