Page 164 of Merciless
Our lips collide and I throw myself into his lap, straddling his waist and grinding down on him as my tongue sneaks out to deepen the kiss.
I almost cry out in relief when his hands slide up my thighs, his length hardening beneath me. Every single muscle in my body quivers in excitement, my core clenching, desperate to feel him inside me.
The heat of his hands burn through me as our kiss continues. He gives as good as he gets. All my daydreams and fantasies over the past couple of years are shattered.
It’s everything. Everything and more. And I utterly drown in it.
Until it ends.
His grip on my waist tightens before my back hits the couch cushion.
“Mav,” I gasp, trying to catch my breath.
“I’m sorry, Doll. I’m really fucking sorry.”
My eyes burn with tears, that memory, the rejection is still so real, so raw, despite the fact Julian is kissing me, touching me as if I’m the most beautiful and desirable woman on the planet.
JD senses it, his kiss falters ready to pull away.
My grip on him tightens, desperate to stop him from breaking our connection.
But then a shadow falls over us before someone clears their throat and reality comes crashing down.
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My teeth grind and my chest heaves as I stand there, anger vibrating through me like a live current.
Together, they work in sync. She rolls her hips and arches her back as he grinds into her and moves his hand beneath her shirt.
Her moans of pleasure rock through me, threatening my resolve to appear unaffected by this.
I told him that she was off-limits, but I never really expected him to take me seriously. JD never does. He sees a woman he likes, he goes chasing after her like a dog with two dicks before he realizes that she wasn’t all that, gets bored and turns his attention to another one.
It’ll happen this time. And it’ll happen a hundred times over in the few years to come, I’m sure. Alana isn’t special. He just wants her because I told him he couldn’t have her, and because he has easy access. There is no chasing her. She has nowhere to run.
With my blood boiling through my veins, I take a step closer, letting my body cast them in shadow to give them a hint that they’ve got company. Not that I really think it’ll stop them.
The second I clear my throat, they both pause like two naughty little school kids.
Her nails dig into his shoulders, adding to the more than obvious scratch marks that are already there in her desperation to keep going.
“JD.” I growl, my voice dark and deadly.
Finally, he pulls away from her lips and dips his head with a pained sigh.
“Can’t you see I’m busy, bro?” he groans.
“I can see perfectly well. Unfortunately, I need you more than she does.”
“Doubtful. She’s so fucking wet right now. You’ve soaked through my boxers, haven’t you, little dove?”
He rolls his hips and she moans like a whore when he hits the right spot.
“Get your horny ass upstairs. We need to discuss something.”
“If you want to shout at me for buying her donuts, go right ahead,” he offers, pushing up onto his knees and holding his arms out from his sides. “I’ll take it like a man.”