He pulls away for a breath. My lips are swollen from our kisses and I can’t stand the lack of touch.
I lean in and put my teeth to his lower lip, biting it and giving it a pull. The alternative would be knocking him out, and this is easier, right now.
“Tell me you’re afraid of me,” I say under my breath, pausing to press a slow kiss to his lips, then giving his lower lip a suck. “Tell me the truth.”
“Not afraid.”
I let out a sound that’s something between a groan anda desperate growl, and my hand slides to the back of his neck, squeezing him there.
Self-control isn’t my strong suit.
But if I stay here, I know I’m going to do something terrible.
Shove him into the shower stall, rip his clothes off until he’s naked, and work my cock inside his ass until I learn exactly what he sounds like when he begs.
I squeeze my eyes shut and my world flashes red and black.
This isn’t a fight you want,something inside me says, but it’s a distant suggestion.
You need to be alone.
It’s like an icy slap to my soul.
I pull away from Rayne, stumbling as I walk backward. I feel like an animal that’s just heard his master’s whistle, and I know I need to retreat.
“Don’t touch me again,” I murmur at him.
There’s still a heat in his eyes that threatens to draw me back in.
He doesn’t believe what I just said, and I can tell because his eyes glance down to the outline of my obvious erection through my pants.
He pulls his lower lip into his mouth, and it takes every ounce of restraint in me not to go take it between my teeth again.
Rayne nods. “Whatever you say, Hunter.”
He turns away from me. Wordlessly, he faces the shower and strips off the rest of his clothes. I watch his bare ass walk off, muscled and firm, as he steps into the steaming spray of the shower.
He yanksthe curtain shut.
And my hand twitches as a storm of urges runs through my body.
Go in.
Shove his skull against that tile wall.
Fight him for real, this time.
Put him in his fucking place, because no one treats me like this. Challenges me like this.
But the red-hot feeling simmers in my veins as I leave the locker room.
I breathe deep as I lean against the wall just around the corner from the locker room door.
My cock is so fucking hard it’s becoming a problem.
I stay there for another ten minutes until he’s done showering.
I watch him leave the building.
