Page 46 of Avenging Azalea

“Stop.”

Fawn wasn’t the cause of my anger, but I glared at her anyway. I was furious at myself for falling for her and for putting us in this impossible situation.

“I can’t stay here.”

“Why?”

“Oh my god.”

She marched away, and I watched her have a mini-meltdown. God, she was sexy. I was dangerously close to ripping off her clothes and taking what I wanted. My pulse spiked, and my cock was as hard as a rock. There was an insanity invading my mind and taking control of my body. I didn’t know how to stop it. Fawn spun around, stomped back, and smacked me hard. Surprised was an understatement. The hit was loud but didn’t pack much punch.

“How dare you do this now.”

Dropping the suitcase, I cupped her face. Her eyes went wide and were filled with the same chaotic need that was swirling inside of me.

“I don’t want you to go. I know that’s not fair of me, but I need you,” I said.

Tracing her jaw and down the side of her neck, I could feel the erratic beat of her heart under my fingers. She moaned softly and swayed on her feet.

“Say you’ll stay.”

“You told me that I wasn’t your prisoner. Am I, now?”

“Yes, as I am yours,” I whispered, my forehead touching hers.

She moaned when I gripped her hair and pulled. Her mouth opened slightly, taunting me. I’d never been out of control with anyone for any reason, but there was no taming the possessive panic that filled every cell of my body.

Fawn placed her hands on my chest.

“Why…why did you agree to marry her?”

“I had no choice,” I said, and she closed her eyes.

“Don’t make me do this. Every day will destroy me a little more if I stay here and watch the two of you together.”

I brushed my lips against hers, and she shuddered in my hold.

“It’s unfair to you. I know that. But God help me. I can’t let you walk out those gates.”

“I hate you for this,” Fawn said, and a tear rolled down her cheek. “You know I can’t resist you.”

Nipping at her bottom lip, I knew I was lost to her. If she wanted me to fuck her on my Lamborghini right now, I would.

“Love me. Hate me. I’ll take it. I’ll take it all and anything else you dish out if it means you’ll never leave me.”

This made no sense. Fawn moving out was the perfect solution to avoid temptation or dreaming of more, and yet, here I was telling her to stay.

“I’ll stay, but only if you kiss me.”

I groaned. “If I kiss you, I may never stop.”

“That’s the risk you’ll have to take. I deserve that, at least.”

I cupped her face once more. My eyes were locked on her lips as my cock begged to be set free and take everything. Claim her.

There was no gentle exploring. I crushed my lips to Fawn’s, attacking her mouth. The last of my sanity snapped as she pressed her body into mine. Fawn moaned as she opened wider and let my tongue explore. The sound traveled through me. We fit together perfectly like she was made for me.

As the kiss became more frantic, so did her roaming hands. I sucked in a deep breath as her fingers grazed the bulge in my pants.