Page 28 of Desirable
“I’ll tell you when you’re acting like a shit, and we will just have to talk about it. I’m not willing to give you up, Parker. From the moment in the bar, there was something between us, something that I think we’ve been rushing toward no matter how much we fight it.”
“I’m going to let you down.” There is a vulnerability I haven’t heard from him before.
I cup his cheek and kiss him softly on the lips. “You won’t.”
His eyes flash away from me, to some point past my head. “After I left the room in Paris, I kept thinking about all the ways I was bad for you, and I convinced myself that all you wanted me for was money and my connections and that you thought sleeping with me was the best way to get that. The only reason we slept together was because you wanted to sleep with Jean Pierre and I was a possessive dick and kicked him out.
“I think it fucked with my head because I never wanted to see that again, see you kiss another man, even if I was involved. It was easier for me to just ignore you than to talk to you. So, I told Liv we broke up, and I called Loraine, an old family friend, and asked her to go with me to the event.”
“I never even wanted your money, you dummy. I wantyou.Not the hotels, not the paintings, not the orgies. Tell me if you want this too.”
Parker slants his mouth over mine while gripping my upper arms in a bruising hold. There is so much he’s conveying with his kiss, but I need him to say it. He walks me backward until my legs hit the bed and I fall, Parker following me. He braces himself on the mattress and I use the moment to break the kiss.
“You need to use your words,” I tell him. “You can’t kiss or gift your way out of this. We deserve a conversation.”
“Would you like me to hire a skywriter? Tell all of Boston I’m an asshole?”
“Let’s start with an apology, and I’ll let you make it up to me in orgasms.”
Parker backs off and sits up, pulling me with him. “I’m sorry. Will it help to know that I’ve lost sleep over this? Over what I said to you and how I acted?”
“You have a lot to learn about apologies, but it’s a start.”
There is a knock on the door, and Parker checks his watch and curses under his breath. “Give me two minutes.” He moves to open the door, only to have it pushed completely open.
Liv walks in with one hand covering her eyes while the other reaches out to make sure she’s not walking into anything. “I just came to make sure you were both alive. While I believe his beating to be justified, my shower is in an hour and I need him to get me there so I can pretend like it’s a surprise.”
“We have our clothes on,” Parker deadpans.
Liv drops her hands and opens her eyes, looking at her brother. “I wasn’t sure. You can never be too safe about these things.”
“Yes, well, as you pointed out, I deserve to have my hide tanned, and while I would love to explore this kink with Holly, I believe you are right about getting you to yoursurpriseshower.”
Liv waves her hand at him, walking to me with a wide smile. When I stand up, she wraps her arms around me in a hug. “Seriously, so glad that you came here for the shower, but this outfit won’t do. I’ll go to my room and grab a dress; we should be close enough in size. I’ll be only fifteen minutes, no less.” Liv winks at her brother before slipping from the room.
“What does she think is going to happen in fifteen minutes?” I ask, daring Parker to answer.
“I’m going to start on those apology orgasms, so you have fifteen minutes to come all over my face. If you don’t, I’m not stopping when she gets here.”
Parker pushes me back onto the bed and I let him, a thrill running through me. His kisses are not tentative as he covers my body with his. His hands are everywhere, touching me like he never thought he was going to again. I can feel the press of his erection between my legs, and when I roll my hips to meet him, hetsksme.
His undressing me is torturous and I prop myself up on my elbows to scowl. “You only have a limited amount of time,” I remind him as he presses a kiss to my lower belly, the only part of my skin exposed.
His blue eyes flash up to me. “Then I better make them count.”
Parker pulls my leggings down, leaving them around my ankle as he looks at my bare pussy. It makes me self-conscious, the way he’s watching me, before he slides a single finger inside me. “You’re soaking wet, darling. Is this all for me, all because you missed me? Is it the idea of me fucking you with my face? Or is it that I’m being bossy? What makes you drip like this?” He slips another finger inside me. “I want an answer, Holly.”
I moan, rolling my hips into his touch, but he withdraws his hand, waiting for an answer. “All of it. I missed you. I like you bossing me around and I like the idea of you apologizing and I like knowing that I’m going to make you pay if you do not put your mouth on meright fucking now,” I practically snarl.
He gives a dark laugh before his mouth is on me and he is working his tongue in circles around my clit. My back bows off the bed. Without caring, I thread my fingers through his hair and do as he wants. I fuck his face without remorse. I roll my hips while he pumps his fingers inside me. Just when I think I’m not going to make it, that I won’t orgasm, he curls his two fingers, stroking my G-spot, and my orgasm explodes through me.
I’m still shaking from the high when there is a knock on the door. Parker kisses me before getting up. My hands are folded over my chest as I breathe deeply, trying to catch my breath. “We’ll finish this later, Holly, I promise. I have a lot to make up for.”
I’m going to hold him to his promise, hopefully for the rest of our lives.
EPILOGUE
Liv and her new wife are swaying to the music of their first dance. I’m so focused on holding together my emotions from their ceremony that I start when a glass is slipped into my hands. Water.