Chapter 5

Millie

My heart is speeding, and I can’t seem to breathe.

Thanks to his quick actions, I’m warm, out of danger and there is nothing but a thin layer of fabric between me and his engorged cock.

I should remove my hand. I should apologize and I should laugh it off.

But I don’t seem to be able to move.

I’m not sure if I want to move.

And it seems he’s in no hurry to either.

His eyes drift from mine to my lips, and I’m sure I hear a low grumble escape his throat.

My fingers twitch, and I know I’m standing at a crossroad and I need to make a choice.

Heart beating wildly in my chest, I slide my fingers up slowly until it’s resting on the hard muscle of his stomach.

His body goes rigid just as a slight rumbling sound comes from the floor.

It takes me a few seconds to realize it’s his phone buzzing in his jeans and before I can blink, he’s on his feet and reaching for the t-shirt he gave me.

He makes a grab for his jeans and curses as he checks the screen. “More snow is on the way,” he mutters.

Rejection mingling with annoyance, I scramble to get out of the sleeping bag while covering myself, hoping to hop towards my bag, but in my clumsy attempt, I manage to wind up nearly tumbling into him.

He drops his phone and grabs me just as the sleeping bag slides to the floor and my cheeks burn as hot as the fire behind us.

I snatch the shirt out of his hand and clutch it to my body. “Why don’t you go put on some clothes and give me some privacy.”

His eyebrow cocks as he looks down at his bare chest. “I’m not the one who nearly froze to death. And if you want privacy you can sleep in the garage.”

Exasperation burning through me, the words escape before I can stop them. “I can’t believe I wanted you to…”

Thankfully I come to my senses before I let slip just how close I was to acting on my ridiculous attraction to him.

He folds his arms across his chest and I’m sure I catch a hint of amusement in his voice. “Wanted me to what? Fuck you?”

A shiver runs down my spine and I’m not sure if it’s due to the way he’s scowling at me, or the remnants of my icy plunge.

Heat rolls through me and I try to reconcile the man who saved me and shared personal details with the foul-mouthed bastard in front of me.

“Go to hell,” I spit.

He pulls a face as if I hurt him. “Thanks to you, I’m already there.”

I’m so angry, I forget what he did for me and let my temper get control of my tongue. “No wonder you live out here alone. No one in their right mind would willingly spend time with you. You’re a complete and total prick.”

He just shrugs. “Tell me something I don’t know.”

That he’s aware he’s an asshole but doesn’t seem to care makes me pause before I say anything else.

I have never met a man who could infuriate me so much that I actually want to hit him.

“You know what I think? I think you came here to be close to Cindy and because deep down you want to be connected to your family.”

He shakes his head and turns on his heel. “This is why I don’t talk to women about anything personal, ever.”

Before he can turn his back on me, I make a grab for his arm. “This is why you’ll be spending Christmas alone,” I say.

He slaps his hand down over mine and yanks me forward, so I’m crushed against his chest. “I want to be alone. Now shut up,” he growls.

Without warning, he kisses me so hard, and with so much tongue, I can’t do anything but whimper in response.

I have never been kissed with such intensity, and such desperation the world seems to have tilted on its axis.

Heat blazes through my body as every nerve ending tingles as his tongue sends shockwaves traveling directly to my clitoris.

He breaks the kiss, leaving me speechless, giving him precisely the effect he desired.

At the smug look he gives me, as if he’s completely in control and this is just a typical day for him, I loosen my grip on the shirt I borrowed and let it fall to the floor.

His gaze travels over my naked flesh and a low rumble sounds as he appraises me. “Whatever you need me to be, guaranteed I’ll disappoint you.”

Given the way his breathing is speeding, and after the kiss we just shared, I highly doubt he will disappoint me.

And stupidly, I like the way he’s reacting. And knowing I’ll never have to face him again after tonight, brings with it, a certain appeal, I can’t deny.

Acting on pure impulse, I slide my arms around his neck and kiss him again.

I know this is dumber than dumb, but when his hand cups the back of my neck and my nipples stiffen, I’m done caring about whether he’s a prick.

I want it hot. And I want it dirty and rough. And when he slides his hand between my legs, I know he’s just the man to give those things to me

“Fuck me,” I say.

He growls and rams his tongue in my mouth again. He walks me backward until the backs of my knees slam into something.

I tumble back onto his bed, his arms around me as his hands run the length of my body.

I moan as he pushes my legs apart and starts to finger my clit, half crushing me as we kiss.

I’m getting wetter and wetter as he probes my pussy, sending waves of pleasure shooting through my body.

His fingers push inside me as my hands tug down his boxers. He inhales sharply as I take his cock in my hand and start to slowly slide my fingers down his shaft.

He stays half on top of me for a while, tongue connected to mine, as he fingers me while I stroke him until he’s covered in jizz and I’m slippery.

His mouth separates from mine and he starts to lick and suckle my nipples while we both manipulate each other.

I think he’s going to shove his cock in me like I asked him too, I’m more than ready but he shifts his weight and starts making his way down my body until his mouth is on my pussy.

I moan as his tongue finds the right spot and molten waves of pleasure shudder through my already stimulated clitoris.

I grip his head and hold him in place as a climax starts to build, not caring about anything but what he can do for me.

“Dirty, I want it dirty,” I pant.

I’m rewarded with a throaty growl and his tongue exploring a part of me, I never thought I’d like let alone get off on.

His finger slides inside my ass, and he gently draws it in and out. I suck in a breath as he returns to licking my clit in such a way I’m screaming in seconds.

He swipes his mouth and moves so he can grab my hands and yank me up so I’m facing him.

He jams his mouth against mine, and we kiss so hungrily I’m gasping both for air and for the feel of his cock in me.

I grip him around the shoulders and force him to lie on top of me. We’re both so ready, he slips inside me easily, filling me with his huge cock, and making me scream in pleasure.

I grip his ass cheeks, digging my nails in as he ruts me so hard, the bed slams against the wall.

With his weight pinning me to the bed, and his cock rubbing against my clit, I let him fuck me until another orgasm ripples through me.

My mouth opens and I come yelling obscenities, telling him God knows what as I explode underneath him.

The second I’m done, he pulls out, and rocks back on his heels. “Suck my cock,” he commands.

I’m so into it, and so aware we’re both using each other right now, I don’t even hesitate. When I’ve scrambled to my knees, I lean over him and slide my lips over his enormous cock.

I keep sucking, licking every part of him until he’s shaking and I’m preparing for him to come in my mouth.

But he doesn’t, he pushes my head back and shoves me on my back. With a grunt, he pushes his cock inside me and starts to pound me, hard and rough, just like I wanted.

He throws his head back, eyes shut and mouth wide as an orgasm makes his entire body shake. “Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuck,” he half yells.

I grip him tighter, feeling every thrust as he explodes inside me.

He collapses beside me, sucking in gulps of air as I try to figure out what the hell I just did and what the consequences will be if Cindy finds out.

“That was a mistake, and no one needs to know about it,” I say.

His eyes narrow, but he nods. “Agreed,” he says in a husky voice.

Assured, and thoroughly satiated, I let my body relax into the mattress, and don’t fight it when my eyes refuse to stay open any longer.