I tried to take in the home around me as he stormed through it, but his tongue was pressed against my neck and my body was pressed against his still wet clothing. Lust was coursing through my veins, and the only thing I could think about was how badly I needed him.
We crashed into a small table when I pressed my mouth against his, and I faintly heard something crash to the ground. I tugged at Parker’s shirt, trying my hardest to pull it over his head. The fabric clung to his skin, but eventually, I managed to get it off. I laid my hands against his chest as he started making his way up the stairs. I ran my tongue over the date tattooed on his chest, and he tripped slightly, almost knocking us over.
He pressed my back against the wall, and he kissed me. A desperate fucking kiss. I could feel every bit of myself being taken by him with ever second that passed. I couldn’t breathe with his mouth against mine, but he breathed for me. I couldn’t think, but I didn’t need to when he controlled my body so easily.
He kicked his bedroom door open when we finally made it to the top of the stairs, and he threw me down on the bed with a bounce.
I sat up on my elbows watching him as he pulled his jeans and underwear from his legs. I squirmed as he made his way over to me, and I squealed when he gripped my ankle and jerked me to the end of the bed in one quick motion.
He looked down at me, his eyes on fire. “What do you want, Livy?”
There were so many things that I wanted in that moment, but as I looked up at his incredible body, there was only one thing that was on my mind.
“I want you in my mouth.”
He groaned, his dick jumping at my words, and as he leaned his head back trying to control himself, I gripped him in my hands and got to my knees in front of him.
His skin was so smooth under my touch. I ran my fingers down the length of him before I pressed my lips to the tip of him. His hand gripped my hair, a bite of pain that only seemed to turn me on more, and I stared up into his eyes when his cock pressed past my lips and into my mouth.
He watched me, he fucking watched me like he never wanted to see anything else, and I felt myself become wetter under his gaze.
I circled my tongue around his tip before taking him as deep as I could. When he hit the back of my throat, his thighs shook under my hands.
His hands tightened in my hair as I hollowed out my cheeks, and he thrust into my mouth, his control gone.
I let him fuck my mouth, and I ate up every groan and every tremble. When he pulled out of my mouth, he put his hands under my arms and lifted me until I was facing him.
His hand tightened around my neck, and he forcefully pulled me against him, his mouth bruising my lips.
He lifted me in the air, my legs instantly going around his waist, and he pressed my back against the wall as he thrust into me.
I gripped his shoulders in my hands as he slammed his hips into mine. His touch was almost punishing, but I ate it up. I needed it. I wanted it. Harder, faster.
He bit down on my collarbone, and I felt myself tighten around him. His hands were gripping my ass and his eyes were watching where he slammed into me.
“God, Livy.” His voice was breathless. “I will never get enough of you.”
“I hope not.” I chuckled but stopped the moment his tongue flicked against my nipple.
“Tell me you love me,” he demanded while looking straight in my eyes.
“I love you, Parker.”
He slammed into me again, and I fell apart around him.
“Fuck.”
I was spiraling.
“Parker.”
I couldn’t see anything past him.
“Oh God.”
He gripped my thigh in his hand lifting it against my chest, and he thrust into me until he fell over the edge with me.
Our bodies were covered in sweat and river water, and I never wanted to come down from the high.
I would take being bad with Parker James a million times over being good with anyone else.
L I V Y
Present
I traced the ink over his side, and his skin broke out in goosebumps under my touch.
“What’s this one?” I pointed to the red rose that stood out against so much black ink.
“That one is for my grandmother. Roses were her favorite.”
I pressed a kiss against the rose then ran my hand over the portrait he had drawn of me that rested on his side.
“When did you get this?” I traced the lines that came out of the side of my face. It was a beautiful madness.
“About two years ago.” He looked down at the tattoo and watched my fingers.
Two years ago.
Two years after I left.
I pressed my body against his and kissed the edge of his jaw.
“What was that for?” He was looking down at me and he looked so open and so vulnerable, and I never wanted that moment to end.
“For loving me.”
He gripped my chin in his hand and pressed a kiss to my lips. “I couldn’t stop loving you if I tried. And trust me. I did.” He laughed before dipping his tongue into my mouth.
His phone rang, echoing through the room, but he didn’t move his mouth from mine. His arms were wrapped around me, and I was completely wrapped up in him.
He kissed down my neck and my chest heaved under his touch. His phone rang again, but he continued to make his way down my body.
“Do you think you should get that?” I arched my body while he bit down against my ribs.
“If it’s important, they’ll call back.”
His phone stopped ringing and immediately started ringing again.
“Fuck.” He pulled his lips from my body then made his way across the room to grab his phone. I watched his ass as he walked away from me. His body was out of this world, and I wanted to trace every ridge and curve with my tongue.
“Hello?” He ran his hand through his hair and winked at me when he caught me checking him out.
I smiled and pulled his comforter up against my chest.
“What?” His voice sounded panicked, and I sat up in bed. “When?”
He pulled at the ends of his hair, and I stopped breathing.
“Okay. Yeah. Yeah. I’ll be there.” He pressed the end button on his phone, and I watched his back muscles bunch as he took a deep breath before turning to me.
“Livy, it’s… It’s Emily.” He hesitated when he said her name, but I could see the desperation in his eyes. “She’s been in a wreck. I… Fuck. I…”
“Go, Parker.”
His eyes jumped to mine. “She still has me listed as her emergency contact everywhere. That was the hospital. I need to call her family. I…”
“Parker…” I sat up on my knees and gripped his hands in mine. “She needs you. Go.”
He searched my eyes before he gripped my neck and pulled me against him. He kissed my mouth desperately, and I tried to not let panic take over.
“I love you. You know that, right?”
“I know,” I whispered against his mouth.
He pressed his forehead against mine then he let me go and started throwing on clothes. I climbed out of his bed and looked around his room for my clothes before I remembered that they were still outside.
“What are you doing?” He buttoned his jeans and lifted a t-shirt over his head.