Fury (New Adult Romance) - #1.5 Fierce Series (27 page)

“You’ve changed, Leafy,” I say. I’ve never seen her act this
reckless and wear something this daring. I like it.

“Don’t call me that,” she snarls.

“Why? You think it’s a bad name?” I can’t help but smile wickedly at
her irritation.

“You’re laughing at me,” she scoffs.

“No, I’m not.” She thinks I’m doing it to hurt her. I’m not. I’ve
already hurt her enough today.

“Yes, you are. You always do that.”

“No. I just like to see you riled up.”

“Whatever.” She sighs and continues to stare out the window.

Her frustration is making me annoyed too, now. What do I have to do
to make this okay again? There’s nothing I can say that can take her anger
away. She doesn’t even want to listen. I feel so powerless. So I take it out
the only way I can right now, which is stepping on the gas. Driving faster and
faster is the only way to get home and put an end to this fast.

“Can we go slower, please?” she stammers.

I don’t care about our speed. I know how to drive. What I care more
about is that she’s still angry at me, and I know exactly why. “You know what I
think? I think you’re jealous.”

Her eyes widen as she looks my way, her jaw dropping. “W-what?”

“You heard me. Scarlet was all over me, and you hate that.”

She shuts her mouth immediately and frowns. It’s like she deliberately
shuts herself off.

Well, if she doesn’t want to talk, I will. “You don’t have to say
it. I already know you like me.” There, I said it now. I know she’s been
swooning over me ever since she first saw me. Even someone with a strainer
brain like me can remember those lusty eyes.

A crimson blush spreads all over her cheeks and neck. I think I’ve
hit the jackpot. “You wished it was you purring up against me instead of her,”
I say.

“Shut up! Just stop it.”

I chuckle from her outburst. “Oh, I’m only getting started.” I’m
getting tired of this game of cat and mouse we’re playing. It’s time to either
make it happen or quit.

“Can we just go home?” she asks, sighing loudly.

The car starts to sputter, and I hear strange noises coming from the
front. Oh, crap. No, no, no, this can’t happen. When smoke rises from the
engine I know it has.

“Fuck,” I mutter as the car goes slower and slower until it
eventually stops.

“Yes. We’re fucked,” she says.

I run both my hands through my hair, trying to hold back the punches
I want to give this damn car. I grab my phone and step into the rain, dialing
the number of a car mechanic I know. He always fixed up Jessie’s car, and he
can come on a whim, so I know I can count on his help. We make a deal that I
pay more, because he’s not feeling like getting out in the rain in the middle
of the night, but I’ll gladly pay him if he gets us out of here.

Meanwhile, Miss Sulky also gets out of the car, ignoring the fact
that it’s pouring. She somehow manages to open the hood of the car and starts
peering inside like she has any clue what she’s doing. I reckon she wants to
get out of here as fast as possible too, but it’s not like she can fix this
piece of crap. It’s funny that she even tries, though.

I walk up to her and admire her fine ass sticking out in that tiny
black dress. My cock is twitching in my pants just from the sight of it. I can
almost see her panties, and it’s such a fucking turn-on it’s hard to keep my
shit together. I want to make things better with her, but I feel so attracted
to her it’s almost impossible to stay away and not touch her.

Oblivious to the fact that I’m standing right behind her, she
proceeds to fiddle with the wires.

“You a car mechanic now, too?” I ask.

She springs up and almost bumps her head into the hood while it
slams down.

“I just want to get this fixed as soon as possible,” she stammers.

“Relax. They’re coming. I got it covered. Get in the car before
you’re soaked to the bone.” She looks like she just took a shower, only with
her clothes still on. It looks wet and wild and hmm … lickable. I can almost
imagine what she must look like naked.

She turns around, crossing her arms, leaning back. “I think I can
make my own decisions.”

She’s so obnoxiously annoying, and so very sexy at the same time. I
love the combination. It’s driving me insane. My hormones are shooting through
the roof. Fuck this, I’m not staying away anymore. I’m done pretending we can
stay away from each other. We’re both lying to ourselves and she knows it as
well as I do. “You don’t just want to go home quickly. You want to get away
from me. You’re avoiding it.”

“That’s right,” she sneers.

“You don’t want to admit you don’t like seeing me with other chicks.
You want me for yourself.” She wants to kiss me, I know it. I lean in, putting
my hands on the hood of the car. I’ve got her trapped between my arms. Her lip
is quivering, and I can’t wait to kiss it. I’m just waiting for her to say yes.

“You’re an ass and you know it,” she says, frowning.

I laugh, because she’s right. I am, but not because of what she
thinks. I’ve only been an ass to her because I wanted her to stay away from
trouble. Not because of what I do with the gang. “You’re still under the
impression that I was enjoying the party.”

She balls her fists. “You sure looked like you had fun with
Scarlet!”

I shake my head. Yep, jealous. Pity she doesn’t realize Scarlet’s
not even close to what I want. “Hmm … and that’s where you’re wrong.”

I come closer, tempting her, coaxing her to give in. I know she
wants this as much as I do, she just doesn’t want to admit it. She takes in a
sharp breath, and I can’t help but grunt at the sound.

She keeps her mouth shut, so I guess she’s finally ready to listen
to me after all. Well, it’s not like I’ll let her go anywhere.

“She just wants to numb the pain,” I say. “They all do. That’s what
I give them. I know what you’re thinking, but it couldn’t be further from the
truth. My only role at that party was to hand out drugs. Period.”

“It wouldn’t surprise me if it was more than that,” she says, looking
away. “You let them feel you up. Of course I’m thinking that’s also one of the
things you do.”

A wolfish smile appears on my face. I like the way she thinks.
“Thanks for the compliment. I feel flattered, but no, I’m not a gigolo.” It’s
funny how she thinks she can already claim me as her own without us even having
kissed yet. It’s like she’s already staking her territory, which is funny
because I’ve been doing the same thing. “God. You almost sound like a
girlfriend.”

Her eyes widen as she stares at me in bewilderment. The locks of her
curly hair are draped along the sides of her face. Rain trickles down her cheeks,
soaking her skimpy dress. With hungry eyes I swipe over her body. She gasps.

“Oh, did I strike a nerve?” I say. I’ve got her exactly where I want
her.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She leans back, her hands
searching for the hood of the car, desperate to cling onto something. Who’s she
trying to fool? Not me.

“You know, I quite like this quibbling. It got some fun back into my
life,” I say.

“You’re just provoking me,” she snaps.

With furrowed brows I say, “I’m dead serious. It’s funny seeing you
get so worked up over nothing.”

“It’s
not
nothing!”

Is she still talking about Scarlet? I’m fucking over that already.
I’d love to get back to me and her right now, and what I’m going to do to her
once she lets go of the anxiety coiled up inside her.

“Hmm … no, I know what you want,” I muse. “You want to be the first
to tame me. And you want me to ravage you.”

I grin slyly and narrow my eyes. I know my eyes can seduce her. I
call them bedroom eyes. I know exactly what to do to get her all hot and
bothered, and the power is such a fucking turn-on … hmmm.

She swallows. “You’re just making a joke out of this.”

“Why would I?” I say, lowering my head.

“Because I told you I never really had a boyfriend before, and you
think that’s funny.”

No, I don’t think it’s funny. I think it’s fantastic. It means I can
be the first, and I fucking love being the first. Winning is in my blood.

But she keeps looking at me like I’m trying to get under her skin.
I’m not. This is the truth. I’m attracted to her. “You really don’t see it, do
you?”

“What?”

“I’ve tried to keep you away from me. To show you that I’m a
bastard. To make you see that I’m fucking messed up. And you still want me.”

She sucks on her lip, and it looks so goddamn sexy, I just … Fuck.

“Who said I want you?” she says. “You keep putting those words into
my mouth. I never said anything like that.”

Shaking my head, I laugh. She’s still trying to ignore it, even
though we can both see that’s clearly not true.

“And don’t say those things about yourself,” she adds.

Oh, how ironic. “But you can?”

“Yes, well―”

Okay. I’ve had about enough. If she doesn’t want to admit her
feelings, or even acknowledge they’re there, I’m gonna have to convince her
myself. “Oh, just shut up already.”

Inching forward, I move in for the kill.

I crash into her lips. All the lust, desire, and craving that was
coiled up inside me bursts out of me like fireworks. Her mouth is as hot and
luscious as I imagined it to be, the sweet, exhilarating taste of her lips
consuming me with hunger. I love how she keeps her eyes on me while I take her
mouth with mine. I’m claiming her, staking my territory, just like she did.

She gasps, but I don’t even give her a second to stop for air. I
want her, and I want her now.

Screw the gang. Screw everything and fuck all the rules. I’m making
her mine.

I kiss her in every way possible, ravaging her smooth, tender lips.
I suck on them until they are pink and plush, the rawness exciting me. My
tongue dips out to lick her, and she opens her mouth to let me in, finally
giving in to me. She moans into my mouth, and it’s so fucking hot my cock throbs,
getting harder and harder. I can’t wait to bury myself deep inside her.

Rain is pouring down on us, and it’s making me want to lick the
water off her smooth skin. The black dress ain’t helping to keep my horniness
in check. God, why’d she have to wear that? It’s like she wants me to nail her
on the car.

My hand has already slipped from the car, and I find myself unable
to keep my hands off her. With my fingers digging into her skin, I give her all
the kisses I’ve been dying to give her. My cock is fully erect, and it strains
my pants to the limit. All the wantonness is coming out in short bursts of
sensual kisses, my desire taking control of me. Her lips drive me crazy, and
our continued squabbling just now only makes it worse. I feel like I’m the
victor and it feels fucking good. I finally have what I want: her.

I caress the bare skin on her back, her curvy waist and her sexy
shoulders, dying to peel this dress off her so I can take a look at her
beautiful body. My tongue is curling around hers, giving her a taste of what’s
to come.

I take a step forward, put my hands firmly on her waist, and place
her on the hood of the car. Lust is taking over my brain as I part her legs
with mine to take full control. With her legs open for me and her mouth on mine
I want to fuck her senseless. I could do it now, right here, if it wasn’t for
the fact that we’re out in the open. Fuck, this is so hot I’d almost do it, but
that’d be crazy.

I groan as I separate from her lips, and it almost feels unnatural
to move away again. I glance into her half-mast eyes that are gazing back at me
with scorching flames, ready for more. I’m glad she’s finally given up, and
that we’re past the point of resisting each other. It wasn’t natural.

“You’re not fighting me anymore …” I whisper, brushing my lips along
hers, the sweet taste still lingering on my lips. Her breath is raspy, which is
exactly what I expected. “I told you I give girls what they want.”  I lick my
lips from the thrill of what I just did. “I knew I’d get you eventually.” I
knew she’d let me do it.

For a second she just stares at me with her lips parted, her breath
halted. She freezes and then starts to frown. Scowling at me, she pushes me
forward and jumps off the hood, walking back to the passenger’s side of the
car.

“Hey, where are you going?” I ask, coming after her. What’s wrong
now? I only told her the truth. I’ve been wanting to put my lips on her since
day one. And seriously, that did not disappoint me at all. It was even hotter
than I expected.

“I’m gonna sit in the car and wait this out,” she snaps.

She moves in to open the door, but I catch her wrist just in time.
“Why?”

“Because you’re still playing with me.”

My eyebrows draw together. “What?” What the hell is she saying?

“Stop fucking playing around for once! What you just did was cruel.
You can’t just toy with my heart like that!”