High Voltage (Ramsey Security #3)

Glaring at him, I can suddenly think of a million snarky things to say. Before they leave my lips, his mouth presses against mine. I want to struggle and make him fight for every bit of affection. I truly intend to fuck with him until I allow him to fuck me. Instead, I give in immediately and throw my arms around his neck.

His flavor makes me lightheaded, and I deepen the kiss until I can’t breathe. Fuck! I refuse to breathe or think or feel anything beyond Dino.

Wrapping an arm around the back of my neck, he braces our bodies against the wall. Intoxicating, his full lips are tender. His tongue explores hungrily, betraying his otherwise relaxed manner.

The V between my legs finds his strong thigh. I slide against him, wanting relief for my throbbing clit.

When Dino pulls away, I let out a muffled cry.

“No worries,” he murmurs, sounding like a seductive song. “I only want to spread you out and explore.”

Breathing too fast, I’m dizzy with lust and ache for relief. I need him to stay with me. My heart begs to know more of his touch.

Walking to the bed, Dino slides off his shoes before taking me in his arms again. My mind still swims, but I manage to unbutton his shirt and slide it off his shoulders.

Dino’s skin is blazing hot under my fingertips. I pull my lips from his and kiss his hard chest and stomach. He makes a pained groan when I lick his nipple. Smiling at him, I can’t pretend to be indifferent anymore. Dino has been on my mind for months.

His fingers grip my hair while he pulls back my head so our lips can meet. The kiss is too short to satisfy.

“Minka,” he says in a grumpy tone.

Frowning at him, I don’t understand why he’d be upset. He turns me around and nudges my body onto the bed. Tumbling forward, I end up on all fours. Now I’m grumpy while glaring back at him.

He lifts the oversized jersey and flips it over my hips. I watch his gaze warm as he studies my wet panties.

“Look at you dripping wet for me.”

His arrogance pisses me off, and I want to complain. I even open my mouth to tell him where to stick his bullshit. Ignoring my angry expression, Dino leans forward, resting his hands on each side of my legs. I feel his hot breath on my butt.

Dino’s teasing tongue at the seam of my panties makes me so aroused I can’t think. My breathing increases. My pussy clenches. My mind spins. His teeth bite at my panties and tug them aside. Knees wobbling, I shudder with pleasure when he blows against my feverish flesh. A strangled gasp leaves my lips, sounding like something between aroused and terrified. Dino snickers at the noise, and I instantly lose my temper.

Twisting onto my back, I cross my legs. “Get out.”

“No,” he says, smiling casually. “Your pussy smells so good.”

“I don’t care. Get out.”

Dino doesn’t even frown. Refuses to act concerned at all. He pops the button on his slacks, and they drop to the ground.

“Why do you fight so hard?” he asks, studying me. “Has a man done you wrong and now you’ll never allow one to do you right?”

“You’re so full of shit. Get out of my room.”

Dino fists his cock through his silky, black boxers. I see the outline of his erection and know he’s as aroused as I am. My feelings remain stung by his cavalier attitude. I won’t be the weak one while he plays the arrogant winner.

“Nice boxers. Now get out.”

Dino lifts his arms and sways his hips. “My cock likes luxury. It’s why I’m in here with you.”

“I don’t care about your arrogant dick. Now get out of my room.”

He responds by shoving down his boxers and kicking them towards his slacks. Despite my desire, I refuse to look at his cock. Then I realize he might want me to be afraid to look, so I stare unimpressed at it.

“Is this where you jack off in front of me, and I try not to laugh?”

Dino steps to the edge of the bed and sighs. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, Minka Appleby. I’m not a douche from Uglytown either. The girls back in Jersey were swimming in beauty. I knew fucking beauty queens, but none were as gorgeous as you. That’s why I’m not leaving this room.”

“Well, I’m not fucking you,” I say, frustrated by how my voice lacks the anger I’m trying to sell.

“Well, I am fucking you, so how do we find a compromise?”

Dino’s smile makes me fume, but I crave him. Desperate for relief, my body seriously doesn’t give a shit about his arrogance. I sit up on my knees and study him.

“When you talk, it pisses me off. Can you shut the fuck up for the rest of the night?”

“Can I moan your name when I come?” he asks, stroking his cock.

Scooting closer, I reach out and graze the tip of his erection with my index finger. I suck the dab of cum into my mouth.

“Okay, but keep the rest of your charm to a minimum.”

Dino opens his mouth and then changes his mind and makes the “zipping it shut” gesture. I smile slightly and lift my jersey over my head. By the time the shirt hits the ground, Dino is cupping my tits.