Page 35 of Hard Rain Coming
“I haven’t had sex in over two years.” Her words were clear, her gaze direct.
At first, Dallas didn’t know how to react or what to say, so he kept quiet and watched her warily, but when she didn’t elaborate, he found his voice.
“Why are you telling me this?”
“Do you want to know why?”
What did he say to that? The thought of another man touching her still made him crazy. “Your sex life isn’t my business.”
“No,” she replied softly. “I suppose it’s not, but aren’t you curious why?”
“Say what you came to say, Vivian. Then leave.” Fed up, he moved toward her, thinking that she’d take the hint.
“Two years,” she repeated. “No sex.”
“I’m not playing your game.” What the fuck was she up to?
“I got tired of mediocre sex. Tired of the disconnect. Of trying to find that someone who mattered. So, I stopped. I threw myself into work and charities and the gym. I tried to fill up this big hole inside me. But it was never full. It was never satisfied.” She took a step toward him. “It was like I was chasing something, and no matter how hard I ran, I couldn’t find it.” She waited a beat or two. “We were good together.”
“We were equally bad,” he replied through clenched teeth, because, God help him, he was turned on. His body was strung tight, and his dick was fighting to get out of his pants.
“Yes,” she agreed. “We were. But we were also young and dumb and ruled by emotion. We’re all grown up now.” Her gaze dropped below his belt. “Some parts more than others.”
His blood was hot. His body fired up with need. She’d just poked the bear, and he couldn’t see this ending well for either of them.
“Viv.” But it was all he got out because she took those last steps until she stood an inch from him. Her scent was in every breath he inhaled, and damned if that didn’t ramp up things even more.
“I wasn’t sure what I was doing coming up here tonight. At first, I thought I had to see you. Thought I needed to say some things. And I will, eventually. But now…” She licked her bottom lip again. “Now I think those things can wait. Now all I can think about is the sex.”
She put her hand on his chest, and the animal inside him roared.
“I want all the sex. Right now. With you.” She leaned into him. “No strings.”
He worked to unclench his jaw, because if they did this, he needed to make things real clear. Christ, he was out of his mind to consider this. And yet…
“Just sex,” he said gruffly.
“Just sex,” she whispered as she moved her hands up his chest. “I do have one rule, though, and I expect you to honor it.”
Her mouth glistened, and he’d bet his left hand she tasted like cherries. This was a bad idea. “What’s that?” he asked.
“While we’re having all the sex, it’s only with me. There won’t be anyone else.”
That was an easy yes considering there was no one in the area he’d look at twice. Not with this on the table.
“I can do that,” he managed to say, swearing silently when one of her hands found its way to the front of his jeans. She undid the button and would have taken his cock out, but he grabbed her hand and held it tight. “One more thing,” he said, watching her closely.
“What?” She was breathless.
“My rule.”
“What is it?”
“The no-strings thing is hard and fast for me. We’re not getting involved outside of this. Understand?”
“You don’t like me very much.”
“No.” He reached down for her. “But we don’t need to like each other to fuck.”