Her hands were soft and sweet, just like the rest of her, and my control wavered more than it had in a long,longtime.
It had never been like this, not with Felicity or any other girl. In the back of my mind, I wondered if it was because Anna was so different or because my feelings for her were so completely messed up.
Through the crotch of her panties, I continued to rub, tease and taunt, bringing her just to the edge, but never over.Was I torturing her?Maybe. But trust me, shewasn'tcomplaining.
Her skin was on fire now, and her chest was rising and falling in time with the strokes. When I lowered my head and took a hard nipple into my mouth, she let out the sweetest moan I'd ever heard.
As I teased her with my fingers and tongue, her breath came in short, erotic bursts, barely audible over the pounding rain.
When I couldn't resist a moment longer, I didn't let up. Through her panties, I rubbed her just the way I knew she wanted and didn't stop until she climaxed in a series of shudders and moans that made me nearly cum myself.
And then, with a breathless sigh, she said it."I want you."
There it was.
With a sudden pang, I recalled what had started me down this twisted road in the first place. The recollection was a swift kick in the ass, and I pulled back to look at her.
Her face was flushed, and her eyes were warm and sleepy. If she were any other girl, I swear, I might've fallen in love with her right then and there.
But she was Anna Burke. And she was pure poison, wrapped up in the sweetest package I'd ever seen.
With something that felt an awful lot like regret, I reminded myself that shewasn'tthe kind of girl you fell in love with, not unless you'd lost your fucking mind.
And love?Shit. I didn't know the meaning of the word.
Before I had time to second-guess it, I pulled back and said, "I win."
She gave me a confused smile. "Sorry, what?"
I didn’t smile back. "Just now. You said you wanted me."
She glanced down, taking in my massive erection. Her hand was still there, but her grip faltered. "Um, yeah. I do."
"Told ya." And with that, I pulled away, stifling a groan of my own when her hand left my swollen cock. Yeah, I was still hard, but I wasn't stupid. Quicker than I might've thought possible, I was zipped and buttoned, as if Ididn'tfeel like showing her exactly how much I still wanted her.
And now, Anna was staring, thunderstruck. "Told me what?"
"That I could make you want me." I gave her my cockiest smile. "Remember?"
Her breath caught, and she looked at me for another long moment before saying, "You asshole."
She was right. I was.
But I wasn't so big of an asshole that I'd fuck a girl I hated – though lord knows I wanted to.
As I pushed open the car door, I didn't look back.
I knew why, too. If I did, I'd regret it for more reasons than I cared to admit.
Fuck.
