“Fucking let me go.”
“Don’t run from me, princess. We need to talk about this.”
I snort. “Is that what we were doing? Talking?”
He drops the hand in my hair and moves to frame me with his arms. I duck out from underneath him before he can and debate running once more but he’s still in the way. I dart a glance up the stairs and wonder if I can make it to my apartment without him catching up with me.
I eye those long, strong legs. Unlikely.
“Just leave me alone.”
His gaze rakes me and I see his arousal pressing against his jeans. It means nothing though. Just because he wants to fuck me, it doesn’t mean anything and I do not need to be getting excited about it.
“I’m not going anywhere.” Now he crosses his arms over his chest, emphasizing the width of it.
My fingertips tingle with the need to smooth my palms across it and feel his reassuring heat. What is it about this man that makes me so Goddamned crazy? “I’m serious. Go. I don’t want to talk about this and you don’t want to be around me. I’m a mess. My life is a mess and no one really wants to be with a porn star.”
“Ex porn star,” he corrects.
“See? You can’t handle this shit, Hunter. Get out while you still can.”
“Jessie… princess… babe… I’m not going anywhere.” He edges forward so his chest flattens me against the wall once more.
I suck in a breath and try to evade looking into his eyes with those beautiful long dark lashes but it’s impossible. How’s a girl meant to avoid such beauty? He dips his head and brushes his lips over my cheek.
I release a sound of frustration and press my palms against him. “What is this? You want to seduce the porn star? Another notch on your belt?” My voice trembles while I fight my desire for him. It makes me so very weak. It makes me believe there could be something in the future for us. I can’t afford to believe that. “You just want to find out what it’s like to fuck a porn star, is that it?”
His head jerks back, as if stung by my words. His lips thin and I hold the breath in my chest, preparing myself for the agony that’s bound to hit me when he turns away and leaves me forever.
Then his mouth softens and he leans back into me. His lips come to my ear. “No, Jess,” he murmurs. “I want to make love to you. Not your past.”
My knees weaken and I grip his arms for support. Love? Make love? No one’s ever made love to me before. I’ve done most things imaginable but I’ve never made love. Unshed tears make my eyes ache and my heart pangs for everything I’ve missed out on.
I lower my head. “I don’t—”
“Shh.” Forceful fingers cup my chin and raise my head. “Look at me. Look into my eyes.”
I do as he commands, unable to resist.
“I want to make love to you. I know everything and it doesn’t matter. It’s only your past and everyone has a past. Without it, you wouldn’t be this amazing, funny, determined woman in front of me. Princess, you are fucking hot. And I don’t just mean your sweet body and gorgeous face. I mean you as a package are. Fucking. Hot.” He puts emphasis on each word and my cheeks warm. “I’ve never met a woman like you.”
“But—”
“Shut up,” he tells me softly and takes my mouth in a passionate kiss.
I’m a goner. He thinks I’m hot. And not just my body. He thinks I’m hot. Hell, he even likes my determination. I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone who likes that side of me. Hunter’s eyes are completely, compellingly sincere. I don’t have a chance in hell of fighting him.
“Damn you.” I kiss him back ferociously.
Before I can do anything else, he breaks the kiss and scoops me into his arms. I feel ridiculous being carried up the stairs, his footsteps echoing. Nerves swirl in my stomach. I’m still not sure I believe him. If I go to bed with him now, will I wake up in the morning to find him gone? Will he regret sleeping with me or will he run off and tell his friends how he fucked Trinity Sparks?
He pauses outside my door. “Are you sure you want this?”
Those words blow me away. No one ever cared what I want. It was what the producers wanted. What the ex-boyfriend wanted. What my stepfather wanted. If he really was only interested in me for the kudos it could bring, why would he ask?
I swallow and nod, unable to find my voice.