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“Say the word, and I’ll stop.” He slipped further, felt her plump pussy lips, a hint of wetness, and heat.

Such heat. He bet she was creamy and sweet, so sweet. He wanted a taste. Wanted to push her skirt up to

her hips, tear her panties off and place his head between her legs.

For now, he’d settle with his hand.

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“You’re too arrogant.” She whimpered when his fingers slid between her pussy lips, drifted over her

hard little clit. “You think all women want you.”

“You claim you don’t.” Ah yeah, just as he thought, her juices coated his fingers. She was so wet he

slid through her with ease, searching her delicate folds.

Scarlett bit her lower lip, her gaze slithering away from his. “I don’t. Really I don’t.”

“I know, sweetheart. I believe you.” That’s why she was wet for him. Why her entire body trembled.

For him. Because of him.

But she didn’t want him, nope, not at all.

He surged a finger inside her, her swollen tissues grasping him tight. She moaned, her legs spreading

as wide as they could, but her skirt restricted her.

Such a shame. He wanted to see her but there was something illicit, taboo sitting with her on the

couch, his hand up her skirt, his finger inside her hot pussy. He felt like a teenager getting off his first

serious girlfriend, sneaking around on her parents’ couch late at night.

Trevor rubbed her clit with his thumb, again and again, circling, flicking, making her gasp. “Want me

to stop?”

She didn’t answer. She glared at him, anger and arousal flushing her face, her cheeks a rosy pink. He

could actually see her struggle, wanting to tell him no yet her body wanting him to continue. He flicked her

clit again, building a faster rhythm and her gaze never left his though her lids lowered, her lips trembled.

She was desperate to keep control.

He was just as desperate to make her lose control. He wanted her writhing. He wanted to watch her

come. He wanted to know what she looked like at that moment when her climax took over her body.

Fuck, he was greedy. He wanted it all.

“Do you, Scarlett?” He thrust his finger deep, added another finger and thrust again and she bucked

her hips against his hand.

“What?” Her voice rasped, as if her throat was dry, and he pumped his fingers inside her tight heat,

his thumb circling her clit.

She was close. He knew it. He could feel it.

“Do you want me to stop? Or do you want to come?” His cock surged, thick and hard and ready to

make an appearance. He’d give anything to be inside her, at this very moment, but he’d have to settle for

this.

Next time. He’d have her. In minutes if she let him.

Unfortunately he had a distinct feeling she wouldn’t let him. Which only made the chase sweeter.

“Come for me, Scarlett.” He took her silence as her answer. She was meeting his thrusts with her hips,

her body moving against his hand, her back arching off the loveseat. Close to falling apart. “Come all over

my hand, sweetheart.”

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She shattered with her orgasm, the inner walls of her pussy clenching around his fingers, her clit

throbbing beneath his thumb. A wail escaped her, low and shaky and long. She leaned her head back

against the armrest of the couch, her body slowly going limp.

Trevor withdrew his hand from her body and brought his fingers to his mouth, inhaled deep. Her

scent, musky and sweet, filled his head, made him dizzy. He licked his fingers, tasted her, savored her.

When he heard her moan he glanced up, caught her watching him.

“You taste like heaven.” She did. He wanted more.

Her eyes slid closed, and she shook her head. “I bet you say that to all the girls.”

He laughed, he couldn’t hold it back and when she cracked open one eye to glare at him he laughed

some more. “You don’t believe in me whatsoever, do you?”

“No. I don’t.” Just like that her expression shuttered closed, her lips straightening into a tight line. She

withdrew from him, both physically and emotionally and he watched, helpless as she swung her legs to the

floor and climbed off the loveseat.

“Where are you going?”

“Home.” She straightened her clothing, tugged her skirt into place. Dipping down she grabbed her

shoes, clutched them in one hand. “It’s been real.”

She was halfway to the door before he caught up with her, yanking her arm so she turned to face him.

The look of pure disdain on her face confused him, frustrated the shit out of him, and he didn’t get it.

He had her coming over his fingers two minutes ago, and now she was walking away from him as if

he was nothing. An afterthought, nothing more. Just trash she could use and toss.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“Leaving.” She shrugged out of his grasp and started for the door once again.

“Hold on.” He grabbed her again, his hold on her looser this time and the tingles that shot up his arm

at the feel of her soft skin made him want to growl in irritation.

The attraction between them was real. He couldn’t deny it. Yet she could, and in a big way.

What the fuck?

“Hold on for what? What do you want from me? Do you want me to grovel at your feet and call you

master? Tell you that you just gave me the best orgasm of my life? Well, it wouldn’t be true.” She took one

step toward him, then another, and then another until she was so close he could kiss her. “It wasn’t bad, but

it wasn’t the best either. How’s that for your ego?”

He flinched, released his hold on her as if she burned him. “What the hell have I ever done to you to

make you so goddamn angry?”

“Sucks to be used, doesn’t it?” She smirked, and he was sure she caught the guilty flash in his eyes.

“You use women all the time. I watch you. I see what you do. They toss themselves at your feet and you

have your pick, a new one every night. It’s always so easy for you, isn’t it?”

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“Why the hell should you care?” Her words hurt because they were true. Maybe he was nothing more

than a user of women. He certainly could never commit to one. It was so much easier, so much more

exciting to be with a different woman night after night.

And the occasional man. But he kept that close, to himself.

“I don’t. That’s why I’m walking away.” She started toward the door again, her hand resting on the

door handle before he spoke.

“I can find someone else, you know,” he called to her. “I can walk out of this room and find someone

and fuck her brains out.”

She stilled, her delicate fingers clutching the handle, her entire body tense. But she didn’t turn around

to look at him. “I’m sure you could. I know you could. I hope that makes you feel better. I hope when

you’re fucking her, it’s my face you see and not hers.”

And with that, she opened the door and walked out of the room.

Her instincts had been correct. Trevor Braxton was a complete asshole with an ego twice the size of

Texas.

Scarlett strode through the halls of Tom’s, headed toward that doorway she should’ve exited through

long ago, before she ran into Trevor. She clutched her shoes in her hands, grimacing as she walked across

the cold, bare wood floors and she wished she hadn’t taken them off.

But then she wouldn’t have been on the receiving end of that fabulous massage. And she wouldn’t

have had that most amazing orgasm either.

When she told him that orgasm hadn’t been the best of her life, she’d kind of lied. It had been a long

time since she’d come by someone else’s hand. Oh, she spent time here at Tom’s but she was strictly a

watcher. She rarely indulged even though she had permission to do so. Well, on occasion she’d participate

but more as a background figure, unnoticed.

Just the way she liked it.

Trevor’s sure fingers, that cocky expression, the way he touched her, the way he spoke to her…

God. Unbelievable. She’d come so fast it had shocked her. She never came that fast. It was always a

bit of a struggle, a bit of work. Nothing outrageous but she definitely didn’t come without plenty of

foreplay prior.

That hadn’t been the case tonight. And it had pissed her off. Even shamed her a little bit. That he

could have that much mastery over her body, that much command. Well, it scared her.

Made her want to do it again. With him. This in turn caused her to act like a raging, lunatic bitch and

behave cruelly toward him.

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It wasn’t fair, but tonight wasn’t about playing fair. He hadn’t played fair with her. His intention from

the start had been to make her fall apart. Prove to her that despite her dislike of him he could make her

come. And he had.

The bastard. The sexy, gorgeous, no good, interesting rat bastard.

She stopped at the double doors and slipped her shoes on, wincing when she felt the painful pinch.

But she wasn’t about to cross the parking lot in her bare feet.

Idly she wondered if he would seek someone else out tonight. It bothered her, made her the tiniest bit

jealous at the thought of him taking his sexual frustration on someone else. A stranger. Knowing he thought

of her the entire time he pounded inside someone else.

A little smile curved her lips as she exited the building and headed toward her car. She was sick,

twisted, to feel this way. But she’d never considered herself normal, and her reaction tonight only proved it.

She had a feeling they’d have a run in again soon.

And she looked forward to it.

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Chapter Three

Trevor waited five minutes before he exited the room, not wanting to catch a glimpse of the woman

who had irritated the ever-loving shit out of him. He sat on the couch, his body tense, his hard-on still there

damn it, and all he could think about was
her.

That saucy mouth of hers, the things she’d said. The defiant look on her face while he had his hands

on her body, inside her body, the offhanded way she claimed her orgasm hadn’t been that great.

Fuck, she was crazy. Unbelievable. And so was he for even thinking he had a chance with her.

But he wanted to take that chance. Was willing to go for it, again and again, do whatever it took to

convince her that she should give him a fair shake.

Why, he wasn’t sure. He only knew that she intrigued him, more than any other woman he’d ever

met. After being shut down by her, he still wanted to hang around. He never wanted to hang around.

That alone made him realize he had it bad for her.

He shut the door and wandered down the hall, caught sight of the various women looking at him as he

walked past. Scarlett was right. He could have his pick, and yet he didn’t want any of them. He wanted

only her.

Scarlett.

Fuck.

“Hey. You’re still here.”

Trevor turned at the sound of the familiar voice to find Drake standing in front of him, his hands in

the front pockets of his dark jeans, his expression one of open pleasure. Quite the opposite of Scarlett’s

pissed off scowl. “Yeah, you found me. I’m definitely still here.”

“I thought you left with Scarlett.”

Trevor snorted. “Fuck that.”

“I thought that was your plan.” Drake smiled at his own joke.

Trevor smiled too. “She ditched me. She was kind of…mad. I think she hates me.” The

understatement of the year.

“Really?” Drake raised his brows. “I think she’s nice.”

“Of course you do. Everyone does. And she
is
nice to everyone. Everyone but me.” Trevor shook his

head. “Besides, she’s definitely going to be nice to you because she wants to get in your pants.”

“She does?” Drake appeared honestly surprised. His mouth fell open a little.

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“Hell yeah she does. She’s been chasing you for months.”

“Huh. I noticed she’d been hanging around, but I didn’t think anything of it.” Drake paused, studied

him carefully. “I’m interested in someone else.”

“Oh yeah? Well don’t tell her that. She’ll probably scratch your eyes out.” Damn, he hated how bitter

he sounded, but she’d stomped all over his self-confidence tonight and left it in tatters.

He hated this feeling, hadn’t felt this way in a long time. Back in school he’d been such a nerd that it

hadn’t taken much to make him feel like shit. His self-confidence had been in the toilet, no one had paid

any attention to him.

Until he got on that stage his sophomore year of high school. Then they’d taken notice, and he’d

never looked back.

Tonight, with Scarlett and her shitty words, it felt like high school again.

“She really pissed you off, didn’t she?” Drake’s voice was soft, slightly seductive, and Trevor cut his

gaze to his, shocked to find his body reacting to it. To him.

“She did,” Trevor admitted.

“Don’t let her bother you.” Drake took a step closer and they both leaned against the wall, their gazes

locked, their bodies seemingly reaching toward each other. “You need a distraction.”

Hell yeah, he did. He had a feeling Drake was about to offer one too.

Should he take him up on it?

“A distraction, huh?” He reached out and let his fingers trail down Drake’s arm. He was lean, finely

muscled, not too bulging. Attractive with those intense pale green eyes and a full mouth that would look

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