Scornfully Hers (2 page)

Biting her lip, I saw her eyes rove over the labels and the expanse of my wine collection. When her top teeth released it, I fought back the urge to see how those lips tasted against mine.

She chose a vintage French. “Is this okay?”

Emma was blushing. I was crazy lusting after this woman who I had barely met fifteen minutes ago. Crazy didn’t even cover it, but fuck she looked delicious. “You can have whatever you want, Emma.”
Myself included, if you ask right out,
I silently told her with my eyes as I penetrated those baby blues.

We exited the cellar and headed towards the bar on the side, close to the card tables. I opened the bottle and poured her a glass. Emma seemed nervous as she looked around. I even caught her staring at me before looking away with a blush on her cheeks. She was gorgeous and I couldn’t hold back eyeing her from head to toe as I moved around the bar and stood close to her. Handing her the ruby-filled glass, I felt another surge of wanting to kiss her. “Your boyfriend’s okay that you party without him?”

She took a small sip, looking at me before she placed the glass down. “It’s excellent wine, thank you. To answer your question, my boyfriend and I broke up a few months back.”

Thank God! Because either way, she wasn’t leaving my house without a kiss from me, I was sure of that.

Openly staring at her as she savored her drink, I wasn’t even abashed at my blatant interest in her. When she gazed at me through her lashes, I was almost sure I made a small growl before closing the gap between us. “Can I take you out tomorrow night?” I whispered against her. Her heartbeat was vibrating against my chest. The heat from her breasts was toying with my body.

She wanted me. Her body gave her away easily.

“Wow, you work fast.” Her plump puckers made a big O, which didn’t help the uncomfortable state of my groin.

I’ve done this so many times, but for a second, I contemplated if I should go with my usual lines. Shaking my head as if not understanding the need to change my tactic, I went ahead. “When I want something, I go for it… and I want you in my bed, Emma.”

Her blue depths widened, almost like saucers at my frankness. “That’s all you’re after,
sex?
”

That and then some.
“It’s all I can give you. I don’t do any of the hearts and butterflies shit, Em. I don’t do love or the happily ever after shit, either, but I can definitely satisfy you…” I murmured, my eyes lingered on her cleavage before making their way back to her face. “Think about it.”

She bit her lip before releasing it, making it look scarlet red from the new fusion of blood. “I’ve heard about you and I actually saw you two weeks ago with your girlfriend. Are you even
single
right now, Carter?”

Heather was long gone. “I am, Emma. Why? What have you heard?” I lightly inquired, piqued, hoping my past wouldn’t hinder her decision.

She cleared her throat and took another lengthy sip of her wine without breaking eye contact; she then licked her lips before placing the wine glass on the granite countertop delicately. “Your sister told me to stay away from you.”

Shit, Lindsey. Way to go, cock-blocker. “Are you going to?” I asked cautiously. It really would piss me off if she took Lindsey’s advice; I had never been this interested in a woman since… well… ever.

“I’m still deciding...” Emma murmured, eyes dropping to my chest, to my thighs and then staying on my lips.

Fuck, she was so beautiful and she was attracted to me, yet was contemplating doing something about it.

For years, I had been used to women coming on to me, making the first move, and for me to take the initiative first was a novelty I liked very much. Inching my torso closer, I pressed against her as my gaze lingered on her face, and then slowly caressed every contour with admiration. “Do you need any help?” I asked, my nose almost touching her cheek, referring to her indecision.

“Uh, no, not really,” she managed to croak out before I sealed my lips against her sweet scented throat, right where her pulse was jackhammering madly.

My pants were getting beyond uncomfortable from my aroused manhood. Emma had definitely reawakened my insatiable libido. I let out a groan when I felt her body soften against mine, almost giving in. “Let me take you out tomorrow and you can tell me your answer then,” I said, voice filled with passion. I didn’t want to scare her away, but fuck, I hadn’t been this horny in a long time.

I tried to tell my body that Emma needed to think—even if it was only for a day
—as my lips slowly kissed around her ears and my over-eager finger traced the outline of her neck, noting how her breathing hitched. “Does that sound good, Emma?”

She released a small moan, just enough for me to lose my shit and kiss her with a growl while pushing her against the bar. Fuck, the way she whimpered against me, writhing against my dick, made me want to feel if she was wet in between her thighs.

Emma tasted sweet and her soft moans were testing me, pushing my control, because I wanted to take her now, up against the bar—on it, off it—nothing mattered.

“Carter,” she breathed out, clutching onto my shirt as I pushed my hard-on against her hot pussy. “Tomorrow…”

Fuck. Tomorrow? Not right now? I wanted to ask, but told myself to stop being such a horny bastard.

Okay, so no sex, but that didn’t stop me from kissing her all night long.

Hours after Emma left, I was in bed, staring into the dark with a grin on my face. True enough, I was counting down the hours until I got to see her again.

Take My Breath Away

I felt like a teenager going on my first date again. I had to brush my teeth twice and felt like I was about to burst with energy. I had an hour to kill so I strode towards the deck, staring out at the ocean, telling myself to take it easy. It was only dinner with a girl.

Yeah, a girl who I wanted to lick all over on sight
, I thought with a smirk.

“Yo, bro! You coming with us to get some dinner before we head out to Russo’s?” Brody asked behind me.

Shaking my head, I called out. “Nah. I’m going to take someone out tonight. I’ll meet you guys there.”

“If you say so. Later, man.” Brody threw me a careless wave before I heard the front door being slammed.

After dinner, I was going to take her to the party. Together. I wanted to let everyone know that I was with someone… and also to blatantly announce to the rest of the guys that they needed to back off. It didn’t take a genius to guess that she might have men asking her out. Emma was stunning, beautiful and had the right amount of innocence in her—not something common around here. Damn straight, I was staking my claim.

Pushing myself off the rails, I decided to leave the house and head straight to see Emma. If she wasn’t ready, then I could wait. Whatever reason I could come up with simply so I could see her, right now.

In less than ten minutes, I was jumping out of my Cadillac SUV and headed towards Lindsey and Emma’s dorm. I heaved out a long breath before knocking on the door. My breath literally stopped when I saw her again. The short, sky blue dress was glued to her body like a second skin, and boy did that leave little to change my-ready-to-eat-you-on-the-spot state.

Emma’s face brightened at the sight of me. “Hey! You’re early.” She was holding the phone up, covering it.

She noticed as my eyes flickered towards the phone, then whispered, “I’ll be ready in a minute. Let me just finish this; is that okay?”

Nodding, I told her I was just going to wait outside until she was ready.

Walking back towards my SUV, I leaned against it as I checked my text messages. Bess. Cece. Monica. Ash. Leah. Sandra.
Heather
. That got my interest.

Heather:
Are you still mad at me? I said I was sorry, baby. I miss you. Call me whenever you’re lonely. I’ll be waiting…

“Not going to happen, Heather,” I muttered under my breath about the same
time  that I heard the sound of heels coming towards me.

Emma, strutting with her hips swaying, seriously caught me off guard for a good minute. I shifted my pants so she wouldn’t notice the bulge that was becoming more uncomfortable by the second. “Sorry, I hope you weren’t waiting long.”

“I wasn’t. Are you ready to go?” I asked, acting as though I wasn’t jumping like a little kid inside.

“Yep, I am.”

Five minutes later, I had just realized that I’d forgotten that my phone was attached to my Bluetooth. It was really distracting when I had to keep rejecting every time it rang. “Sorry, give me a second.” I pulled my phone out of my pocket when it slipped out of my hand and slid into the small gap next to the seat and the compartment. “Shit.”

“I’ll get it, give me a sec,” Emma offered, leaning over as she reached lower into the tiny gap.

I wasn’t thinking straight when my gaze flickered towards her. Her breasts were a lick away and I swear my mouth watered from the aroma of how delicious they smelled.

Gripping the steering wheel until my knuckles were white and drained of any blood, I heard her gleefully exclaim that she had found it. “Here you go!” She handed me my phone before I muttered my thanks.

I was so absorbed in trying to think of things other than Emma that when I suddenly felt her hand on my arm, almost caressing it, I was caught off guard. “Sorry, did I miss something?” I distractedly asked, my dick growing every second her arm lingered on my skin.

“I was asking where we’re going for dinner. Why are you so distracted, Carter? Is something bothering you?”

“Yeah.” I cleared my throat before shifting on my seat. “Something’s bothering me, I guess.”

“Want to share it?”

Could I? Would she run away if I tell her that I want to stop at the nearest spot and have her ride me? Fuck, I cursed inwardly as the images I conjured up flashed in my head. “I want you.”

“You did tell me, last night, remember?”

“I did… but what I meant was I want you
right now
.” I emphasized the need for clarity.

“Oh.”

“Exactly.” The light had just turned red, and the growing stretch of silence as the time ticked by made me uneasy.

“How long will it take you to drive back to your place?” Emma glanced at me, eyes bright with mischief.

Was she teasing me? I groaned, smiling even though I was frustrated. She was cute and pretty, but when she turned into this sultry woman, I didn’t know how long I could hold off before taking her. “Ha ha, I’m not laughing.”

“I’m not, either. I wasn’t joking, Mason.”

I swallowed, my mouth suddenly very dry. “You mean… you’re, okay to be with me after everything I told you?” Okay, the excitement got into my head so I had to pull over and gather my wits before I spun to face her with seriousness. “You know, once we step into my home, I’m going to take you in my room, Emma. There won’t be any going back and rethinking it once you get there.”

Those big blue eyes glittered in the dusk, studying me with scrutiny. “I know. I’ve never done this kind of thing before, but I want to have fun. I’m only in college once, so why the heck not?” 

I didn’t even respond to that because I was gunning the engine to get back to my place as quickly as I could. Fuck traffic. My SUV was barely on the driveway before I cut the engine, jumped out, opened Emma’s door, pulled her out and carried her inside my house while she squealed on my shoulders. “Carter!”

Hastily opening my door, I strode towards my bed and carefully placed her in the middle while I was on my knees, looking over the beautiful scene before me. The sunset that filtered through my open balcony made her look even more breathtaking. It made her skin glow almost like gold.

I couldn’t reign in my desires any longer, I took her lips and kissed her like I was kissing her for the first time—with impassioned thoroughness. She was hot as she kissed me with eagerness, reaching out behind my neck as she pulled me more firmly against her lips. I placed my body on top of hers while I used my knee to part her gorgeous legs so I could have better access to her body.

“Carter,” she moaned when I placed my hardness against her soaked pussy. “Are we allowed to see other people or are we exclusive?” she breathed out, still kissing me.

I’d never shared my women before and I wasn’t going to start now, especially not now. “You bet your sweet ass we’re exclusive, Emma.”

“Wait.” She panted out, eyes closed. “I might, disappoint you in sex.”

Fuck. “Are you a virgin?”

She gave me a small shake of her head. “No, but I’ve only been with one man and we weren’t really experimental.”

I wasn’t the kind of guy that cared about how many men a woman had slept with. I mean, come on, I had lost count with my number, but what Emma had told me made me a very happy man. “I don’t see that as a problem. In fact, I like that a lot.”

“You sure?”

“Hell, yes.” I maneuvered my lips around her neck while my hands cupped her ass cheeks, slowly rubbing my body against her core. “I feel like you’ve shot me, Emma. You stung me with your poison and you’re my only cure,” I groaned out as I roughly pushed the fabric against her creamy breasts down, placing it underneath her luscious orbs, accentuating them abundantly for my taking.