Opposites Attract (The Locklaine Boys Book 2) (13 page)

“Who the hell is this?”

I’d been so focused on her beautiful face that I’d forgotten about the douchebag in front of us, or the reason for the spontaneous kiss to begin with.

Her eyes stayed on mine as she opened her mouth. “He’s my n—”

“New boyfriend,” I interrupted, cutting my eyes at the asshole standing far too close. “And you are?”

He ignored me and looked back at Delilah in bewilderment. “New boyfriend, Del? Are you fucking kidding me? You’re already seeing someone else?”

That seemed to yank her out of her dazed state. She moved to pull away from me, but I wasn’t having any of that. The feel of her body pressed against mine was something I liked
way
too much to let it end. My arm around her waist tightened as her head shot to the side.

“Yes, Brant, I’m already seeing someone else. And so freaking what? We’ve been broken up for
months
. And if I remember correctly, you didn’t have any problem ‘seeing other people’ while we were still together, so who the hell are you to judge me?”

Was it ridiculous that I was more than just a little proud of her in that moment? Not that I cared if it was. I smiled and gave her a little squeeze. “What can I say, man. Your loss is definitely my gain. She’s
incredible
.” I made sure to stress the word in such a way that the innuendo came through loud and clear. She blushed a bright red that only made her cuter.

“Bullshit,” the dick spit out. “I don’t believe you. We were in love. There’s no way she’s already moved on. My Del isn’t like that.”

Delilah let out an outraged gasp and opened her mouth to lay into the guy, but I cut her off. “You lost
your
Del when you shoved your dick into someone else. Now she’s mine.” And to hit my point home, I lowered my head and pressed another kiss to her lips. However, there was nothing sweet, or chaste about this one.

When her lips parted on a surprised inhale, I took advantage, pushing my tongue into her mouth. Her taste flooded my senses, a taste I was all too familiar with. My arms tightened uncontrollably as she melted into me and I lost my mind. I couldn’t devour her quick enough, couldn’t get enough of those moans, those whimpers, all those throaty little noises I’d memorized that night months ago.

When I was forced to pull back in order to breathe I focused on her glazed over eyes, her lids half-mast with pleasure, and I knew. I fucking
knew
.

“Holy shit.”

“
HOLY SHIT.” THE MOMENT
those words escaped his mouth I realized that he knew exactly who I was. My eyes widened with panic as I watched two separate emotions flit across his features. Lust and anger.

Not good
, my brain screamed.
Abort! Abort!

But there was no hope for escape, not with his arm holding onto me like a steel band. Without taking his eyes off me, he spoke in a clipped tone, “Bye, Brick.”

“It’s Brant, not Brick.” Brant hissed back.

That got Richard’s full attention. He turned to glare at him, “I really don’t give a fuck. You can leave now.”

Without missing a beat, Richard deposited Shady into my arms, spun us around and reached for my keys that were still dangling from the lock. The door was unlocked and we were inside before I had a chance to blink. He kicked it closed, snatched Shady from my grasp and dropped him to the floor before rising to his full height and stalking toward me, a look that was purely predatory on his face.

I took a step back, my hands coming up in front of me. “Richard.”

“It was you,” he growled, moving closer. The backs of my legs bumped against the coffee table, forcing me to side-step in order to keep distance between us.

“Uh…”
Think, Del. Think
! “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I lied…
badly.

“The woman from the club. The one in the red dress. It’s you. How you taste and sound when you kissed me is fucking burned into my goddamned brain.”

“Richard—”

“Did you know?” My back hit the wall and my palms hit his chest. I had nowhere else to go. He kept advancing until his entire body was pressed against mine from toes to nose. He lifted one hand up and removed my glasses. I had to blink to try and focus, but, even inches away, he was blurry. His other hand came up, the tips of his fingers brushing across my forehead as he moved my heavy bangs out of the way.

“Jesus.
Fuck
!”

I tried again, doing my best to sound placating. “Richard—”

“Did you know?!” he shouted, causing me to flinch.

“Please give me back my glasses,” I whispered in a wobbly voice. “I can’t see.”

He didn’t give me back my glasses. Instead, he leaned in close, running the tip of his nose along my neck. “Fuck, Delilah. I went crazy thinking about you after that night.” My entire body shivered as his warm breath washed over my skin. I felt his lips at my collarbone just before his tongue peeked out and tasted my skin, causing me to moan with pleasure. “Then I met you, the quirky, cute neighbor, and you started driving me insane all over again.” His teeth nipped at me, pulling a gasp from my chest. “You’ve been invading my dreams for months.”

And with that last confession I was lost, completely and absolutely lost. Logic flew out the window. The fact that this man had been living next door to me all this time without remembering no longer mattered. My brain shut down as my body took over. Squeezing my eyes closed, I let out a whimper as my fingers dug into his silky hair. His mouth on my neck was doing wicked things. Goosebumps broke out everywhere, and when I tugged the strands harder as he bit down again, something in Richard snapped. He lost all control.

With a growl, his hands skated down my sides, running along my ribs and hips as his mouth came back up in a fierce kiss. His fingers continued on his path until he reached the backs of my thighs beneath my skirt. Then, using strength I’d only read about in steamy romance novels, he lifted me up, forcing my legs around his waist.

I complied happily, my tongue battling with his as our mouths licked and nipped and fed from each other.

“Fuck, Del,” he groaned, rocking his massive erection against me. I whimpered into his mouth as the denim rubbed my aching clit through my panties. My skirt was bunched around my hips, the only barrier between us being his pants and my drenched underwear. I gave his hair a rough tug as his lips moved from mine along my jaw to that unbelievably sensitive place right under my ear. “Do you know how many times I’ve jacked off to the image of you?”

“Oh, God,” I panted, rolling my hips against his hard-on, chasing after the thing that was coiling tight inside of me.

“Jesus. You’re the best I’ve ever had.”

“Same for me,” I breathed, throwing my head back with a loud thunk against the wall. The pain didn’t even register as that fire in my belly grew more and more intense.

I’d have given anything at that moment to have my glasses just so I could see him clearly, see if the expression on his face was as lost as I was sure mine was, if he was as consumed with me as I was with him at that very moment.

“Have you thought about me?” he asked against my ear, making my body quake. “Have you thought about how good it felt when I was buried inside you? Fucking you like my life depended on it?”

“Yes.
God,
Richard.
Yes
.”

His hips moved faster, increasing the pressure between my thighs. “Have you touched yourself while thinking about me?”

“Y-yeah.”

“Fuck, you’re wet for me right now, aren’t you, Delilah?”

I was. I so fucking was. If I wasn’t so overcome with everything Richard, I might have been embarrassed at just how aroused I was. “I—I…”
Could. Not. Form. Words
.

His upper body moved away from mine as he continued to grind against me faster and faster. “Are you about to come, baby?”

I really, really was. “Richard,” I sighed as I got closer. “I can’t see you. I want to see you.” He was studying my face as my release built and I wanted to do the same. It seemed so unfair that he had an unobstructed view of me so close to shattering, but I was left with nothing but a fuzzy outline of him.

“You’re close. I can see it in your eyes. They’re all glassy and bright. Christ, Del. I want to be inside you when you come. I want to feel it all over my dick. I still remember the way you squeezed the shit out of me.”

Holy. Freaking. Buddha
. That man had a gift for dirty talk, it was like he’d majored in it or something, made it his life’s mission to be so good at it he could get a woman off with just his words. I remembered he was a talker during sex. It wasn’t something I’d ever enjoyed with Brant. But Richard had been so gifted that I craved it. I never wanted him to stop talking.

“Close. So close.” I was so lost in him that I hadn’t even realized the front door had opened until I heard another voice.

“Holy balls!”

Richard instantly stopped moving and I jerked back with a start, hitting my head again, but this time, with the ice bucket that was Devon having broken through the lusty fog in my brain, the pain actually registered.

“Ow!
Owowowow
! That freaking hurt!”

I reached up and rubbed the sore spot, feeling a knot already forming underneath my hair.

“Oh God. Shit! I’m sorry! I just… I can… don’t mind me. I’ll just go…”

Shame and humiliation coursed through my veins, burning my cheeks as I began to blush furiously. I began pushing at Richard and I tried to wiggle out of his hold, but he refused to budge.

“Put me down.”

“No,” he growled, the tips of his fingers digging into my thighs so hard I was sure I’d have bruises the next day.

“Richard, put me down!” I gave him a hard shove and finally managed to break away enough to put my feet back on the ground. He reached for me again, but I jumped away from the wall, out of his reach. “That was…”
intense, amazing, fuck-tastic
, “…a mistake,” I managed, still somewhat out of breath.

“Uh…” Devon muttered from her place in the doorway, her thumb pointing over her shoulder. “I should—”

“No!” I shouted at her at the same time Richard snapped, “Yes.”

“No,” I repeated. “You don’t need to leave, Dev. I just… I’m going to…” I had no clue what I was going to say, where I was going to go, how I was possibly going to escape this epically screwed up situation.

“Delilah—” Richard move in my direction, reaching for me again. I couldn’t let him touch me. If he did, I’d lose all control, and I couldn’t afford that.

“Richard, please. Stop, okay?” I pleaded, moving away once more. “That was… that shouldn’t have happened.”

“That’s bullshit!”

“It’s not!” I cried out, ranking my hands through my disheveled hair. “Jeez! Where the hell are my glasses? I can’t see anything!”

They were suddenly hovering right before my face. I reached up and took them from Richard’s hand, mumbling a quiet, “Thank you,” as I slid them up my nose.

Once I was able to see everything around me clearly, I sucked in a lungful of air, praying that I appeared calmer than I felt. “Look, that was—”

“Exactly what should have happened the moment we discovered we lived right next door to each other,” Richard cut in. The hint of venom laced through his words caused my defenses to rise.

I straightened my shoulders, tilting my chin up. “No, it shouldn’t have. What we had three months ago was a one-night stand, Richard. That means it was only supposed to happen
one time
.”

He crossed his arms over his massive chest as he glared at me. It took a strength I hadn’t realized I even possessed to keep my gaze from traveling to the raging hard-on that was currently tenting the front of his pants. “I might believe that if you hadn’t just admitted you’d gotten off to the thought of that night not even three minutes ago.”

“For the love of Buddha!” I shouted in frustration. “You know what? It doesn’t even matter. If you hadn’t have kissed me, you still wouldn’t have recognized who I was!”

His head tipped to the side, confusion flashing in those icy blue eyes before realization dawned. “Is that why you lied to me all those times I asked if we knew each other?”

And all the reasons why I’d kept that little nugget of info to myself, why everything about Richard Locklaine was wrong for me, came flooding back to the forefront of my mind. “Well excuse me for not wanting to subject myself to the humiliation of having to remind you that we’d had sex! Christ, Richard! You spent the better part of a night
inside me
and didn’t even realize that it was the same girl sharing a bedroom wall with you!”