“Dare.”
She smirks and scans me from head to toe, lingering where my cock is currently trying to break through my zipper. “I’d say pants, but it looks like you’d like that too much. So, I’ll just say shirt and make youwait.”
Damn it. I hate it when shit backfires onme.
Reaching behind me, I grab the back of my shirt and pull it over my head. Shiloh breathes a little harder, her eyes drinking mein.
I’m done with Truth or Dare. She’s half naked, and I know what I want. I also know what has to happen before I take it. Stalking toward her, I pick her up and toss her on the bed. She barely hits the mattress before she’s on her knees and mad ashell.
“What’s yourproblem?”
Ignoring her, I point to the mirror. “Rip it off,Shiloh.”
She doesn’t answer. She’s waiting for me to give in to her like I always did in the past. Instead, I sit quietly and let the uncomfortable silence envelopeus.
She drops her chin, looking up at me through heavy lashes. “You don’t know what you’reasking.”
There’s hate in her eyes as she stares at the plastic lawn bag taped around the mirror’s molding. It matches the ones from the living room, and I’ve had it with this hang-up of hers. If she won’t do it, I’m not going to sit around and wait for her to see the light. Leaving her sitting on the edge of the bed, I stomp over to themirror.
Stretching out my hand, I lean forward and gather the slack in the plastic in each hand and glance over my shoulder at her one last time. “Would you like to say any parting words, Starshine? Because your obsession with these things are officiallyover.”
“Cary,don’t!”
I’ve become accustomed to hearing my name roll off her tongue these last few weeks, but not in conjunction with the worddon’t. “What's stoppingme?”
She places a shaking hand on mine. “I’m stopping you. I think you know I want you, but I swear to you, Carrick Kincaid, if you rip down that plastic, you won’t be welcome on my front lawn, much less mybed.”
She’s not kidding. She’ll kick me out mid-fuck over a reflection.Nothing has ever made me more furious. Not that she just used sex as a weapon. Hell, I was with Taryn, and that bitch is the queen of sex warfare.No, what infuriates me is that because of one imperfection, Shiloh considers herself a freak to be hiddenaway.
This shit endsnow.
Grabbing any loose end of the bag I can find, I rip it off amidst protesting wails from behind me. The moment I uncover the ornate mirror, I know what I’m going to do.With a plan in place, I stand in front of her and place my hands on herhips.
“Why are you doing this to me?” Her voice sounds so wounded that I question if I’m pushing her toofar.
Then I tell myself to shut the hell up. Nothing about this is normal. Someone has to push her out of that pity nest she’s built and bring her back into the realworld.
And sometimes pushes arebrutal.
Hooking a hand around each ankle, I slide her toward the end of the mattress.“Here’s what’s going to happen, Starshine. You’re gonna sit here and stare into in this mirror, remembering nothing about your face but the way it looks when youcome.”
Shiloh’s body shakes. I’m not sure if it’s out of fear or anticipation, but I don’t care. I grab the elastic band on her shorts and slide them down her legs, letting them dangle off her toes before hitting thefloor.
Rising up, I grasp the strings resting on either side of her hips.“Are you overly fond ofthese?”
She blinks a few times before shaking herhead.
“Good.” With an effortless tug on each side, the flimsy panties disintegrate, and I sweep a long look up Shiloh’s body, drinking in what’s always belonged tome.
Fuck me, she’s the reason men can be in the middle of a normal conversation, see her magazine cover, and have to excuse themselves. She’s perfect, and tonight she’smine.
“Shy,” I groan as I crouch between her legs. “You’re going to watch me make you come undone, andthen…”
Her eyes slowly close. “Yes?”
Moving over her so that we’re face to face, I slide my finger deep inside her. She gasps and I groan. “You’ll scream my name into this mirror and see what Isee.”
“A trainwreck?”
