Fool for Love (Believe #2) (34 page)

I incline my head at her as I put on my jacket.

“I suppose I didn’t. I don’t have time to get into it right now, but in short, it does – unless either one of us has other wishes. It’s important that we tell each other about them so we know where we stand.”

“I see.” She gathers her robe tightly around her and takes a sip of her coffee.

“Anything else you want to know?”

She shrugs. “Is there anything else that you feel is important?”

I frown at her. “Yes. In a Dom/sub relationship, I’m responsible for making sure that all your sexual needs are met. And you need to tell me what you can handle, if you know what your limits are.” Of its own will, my voice softens. “This is very important, Suzy. If you aren’t honest with me, I could unintentionally end up hurting you beyond your boundaries. Since you’re new at this kind of relationship, I’m here to guide you – to find out what your limits are. I have them, too, but we can talk about that another time.” I glance down at my watch and sigh impatiently. “Now, is there anything else you need to know at this time?”

I wait for her to ask more questions, but she doesn’t.

“I have to go. You have somewhere to stay tonight?”

She nods and attempts a smile, but it doesn’t reach her eyes.

“Good.” I pick up my briefcase from the kitchen counter and walk away to grab my coat. I’m about to open the door when she calls out to stop me.

“I know you’re pulling away from me, Garrett, and if that’s the way you want to play it, fine. I understand why telling me about your past would make you withdraw from me – even though I think you’re a stupid, stubborn man for doing it.”

I narrow my eyes and turn my head slightly in her direction as she mutters the last bit under her breath.

She raises her voice again. “I think it’s best that I find another apartment for the duration of my stay as soon as possible.”

I turn quickly and frown at her. “There’s no need for that.”

She chuckles darkly. “Oh, but there is, Garrett. It’s quite clear that my being here disrupts you and your…lifestyle. I think it’s only fair that I move, for both our sakes. I’ll go stay with Morgan. I doubt she’ll mind.” She looks down at her plate of food, dismissing me.

Jealousy flares up at the sound of that woman’s name, and I slam the door, not giving a fuck anymore about being late in town. I toss the briefcase on the floor and, in long strides, walk towards her. When she raises her head and takes in my prowl, she has the nerve to smirk at me.

The little devil.

I cage her in with my arms as she remains seated and bend down, getting right into her face.

“You’re playing with fire, waif,” I grit out.

Her expressive eyes shoot daggers at me, and I’m one sick fuck for being turned on by her anger right now.

“How so? I’m only doing what’s best for
me
, Garrett. Nothing more.”

“You. Are. Not. Moving. In. With. Her.” My words fall through gritted teeth, the angry head of the jealous snake holds me in its grasp. There’s a stubborn set to her mouth that I want to force away with a punishing kiss, but that would ruin my plans to let her go.

“That’s not for you to decide at all!” Her raised voice and flushed cheeks only harden my dick, and I grip the chair even harder, willing my temper to cool. I fear it’s too late. I’m a weak man for giving in to my desires.
I’m
the one playing with fire, not her – but the thought of her with Morgan makes my blood boil in anger.

I lean down until our lips are perfectly aligned and whisper, “You’re
mine
, Suzy. Do you hear me? As long as you’re in this city, I’m not letting you go.”

She jerks back, mouth open in shock, but she recovers quickly.

Jabbing a finger in my chest, she seethes, “I’m
not
yours, you big, stubborn ape of a man! I belong only to
me
, nobody else.”

It’s my turn to smirk at her.

“Oh, really?” I mutter. There is no doubt that she can hear the disbelief in my voice. That doesn’t stop her from trying to resist me, though.

How cute.

She grits her teeth and narrows her eyes at me, a warning in them that I want to ignore. I raise an eyebrow at her as mine fall to her chest. Her robe has slipped, baring her naked skin to me, and my dick throbs even more when I see her hardened nipples. Without warning, I bend down further and close my mouth on her right breast, biting down, hard.

“Garrett!” she yells, gripping my ponytail, and yanking down. I groan at the pain piercing my scalp. “Don’t you dare try to distract me, you bloody caveman!”

I chuckle and look up at her when her angry words give way to a deep moan, her eyes fluttering closed. Head thrown back, she loosens her hold on my hair and grabs onto my shoulders instead, gripping them tightly as I suckle harder on her nipple.

I’m consumed with need for her.

My plans are gone – shot down by her ability to make me feel alive for the first time in years. I both curse and rejoice in it.

I push her chair back and grip onto her smooth thighs, spreading her legs for me. My mouth moves up her collarbone, up her delicate neck, until my lips close on the sensitive skin behind her ear. She sighs and hums as I feast on her skin, and I dig my nails into her thighs, trying to restrain myself. My hips jerk, and I curse under my breath from being unable to just take her here.

“What’s wrong?” Suzy whispers.

I look down at her, my breath coming out in pants.

“I…I need you, waif,” I admit on a hoarse whisper, finally revealing how strong my feelings lie. I doubt she understands the double meaning of my words.

“Then take me,” she whispers, putting her hands on my neck as she leans up to catch my lower lip in her teeth. I let her guide our kiss this time, overcome with her sweetness, and her eager tongue plunges inside my mouth. I growl deeply and notice, vaguely, as one of her hands trails down my chest towards my pants; she unzips them and pull my boxers away, taking my dick in her hand. She squeezes it firmly, and I tear my mouth free.

“I – I can’t…”

She has me entirely spellbound, and she doesn’t even know it.

“Let me taste you, Garrett,” she murmurs softly, her voice filled with need for me. She looks down while reaching for my right hand. As if hypnotised, I watch her as she guides my fingers to her cunt and she begins to rub her clit, our hands intertwined.

My heart pounds away and we groan simultaneously when I feel how wet she is.

“Fuck,” I growl, defeated.

Her glazed eyes lift to meet mine.

“Yes. Let’s fuck,” she murmurs. She moans when I grip her wrist, pushing her hand away so she can’t pleasure herself.

“I see to your needs, remember?” I plunge two fingers inside her, and she scoots down in her seat, losing her hold on my dick. “Whatever you want, waif – whenever you need me, I’ll take care of you.”

She nods and wets her lips as my fingers pump roughly inside her, hitting her sweet spot. She lifts her right leg to let it rest on the bar, and I hold onto it, moving my head to let my tongue and lips taste her skin there.

I look down as I feel her become even wetter, and I lick my lips with want for her.

“Your cunt is so greedy. I want to feel my dick sink inside your wetness. Look at me,” I command. I need to see her eyes when I push her over the edge.

She does as I ask, mouth slightly open, breaths coming fast, and I remove my fingers from inside her and lick her sweetness off them.

“Heaven. Who do you belong to?” I demand, panting as I brush her mouth with mine, biting down on her lower lip.

“Y-you, Sir,” she moans, her hand resting on my cheek.

The sweetness of her caress comes close to unmanning me entirely.

“You’re not moving out, do you hear me?”

“I hear you.” Her eyes shine with lust back at me, but I hope to fuck that’s not the only emotion she feels for me at this very moment – that I’m not deluding myself, falsely believing that the tenderness she’s trying to hide from me is merely an illusion.

“Don’t ever forget it, waif. I’m going to make you come for me now, and then I want you on your knees, sucking me off. Understood?”

She nods. “Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl.”

As I plunge my fingers inside her again, she starts to moan and mewl in earnest, and my dick hardens further from the glorious sight before me.

“You’re so beautiful,” I whisper, mouth parched. “Come for me, waif…let go.”

As she comes on my fingers, I feel victorious – elated, even. My heart feels full, my soul burns with need for her, and while I fear what this might mean for us, I push it aside for now.

I let her rest for a couple of seconds and kiss her gently on her lips as I push down my pants and boxers to free my throbbing dick.

Finally, I step back to lean on the bar, spread my legs, and grip my balls tightly with my right hand.

“On your knees.”

She takes off her robe and licks her lips as she kneels before me. My breath catches when she takes a firm hold on the base of my dick.

“I need you to keep your eyes on me,” I whisper. I don’t give a fuck that my voice has lost its edge; I’ve never been this close to begging a woman to please me, but for Suzy – for her, I know I’ll do and say almost anything to make her obey me.

The instant her mouth closes over the tip, I have to brace on the bar behind me. I’m weak in the knees, lost in the sensations her tongue and lips bring out as she takes me deeper. I reach out my hand and caress her cheek, all the while keeping my eyes locked with hers. She hums deeply, and I suck in my breath as I begin to thrust gently inside her. While I haven’t given her permission to do so, it turns me on like mad when her other hand finds its way down her belly to her cunt and she begins to play with herself. The fact that she’s as naked as they come while I remain almost fully clothed is erotic. Enticing.

“Fuck, I love your mouth,” I growl as she begins to suck me faster. I know I can’t hold back for much longer.

“Yes, babe, that’s it. Take more of me – take
all
of me.”

As tingles shoot down my spine, I throw my head back on a long groan, and I give myself over to the woman who now holds a part of my heart in her hands.

Her mouth gently releases my dick, and I look down to find her nibbling on her lower lip. My eyes move further down her breasts and belly, and when I notice that she’s still pleasuring herself, I grin.

“Lie down on your back, waif,” I command her. “Let me see you as you come…”

As she does as I say, I pull up my pants and zip them, inhaling a shaky breath. Her knees up, bent to the side so I have a better view of her cunt, and her other hand pinching and rolling her nipples, makes me ball my hands in fists. I try to control my yearning to take over.

To make her scream my name.

I can feel her eyes on me, burning through the layers of my clothes, so I take one step closer and kneel down beside her. The floor is hard, and I know it can’t be that comfortable for her. I lie down on my side and place an arm next to her head. I lower my head until our mouths are perfectly aligned. She licks her lips, her eyelids flutter, and her breathing is becoming heavier by the second.

“The next time I watch you play with your delicious cunt, I’ll make sure you’re more comfortable.”

She blinks and grins at me.

“I don’t mind too much,” she pants.

I chuckle.

“Well, I’m glad.”

I take in the length of her slender body, perusing every dip and curve, and then lick my index finger.

“Let me help you,” I whisper. Without waiting for her answer, I close my mouth over hers and kiss her hard while my finger slips inside her. I suck her tongue, swallowing her moans, and my dick wakes up again.

As our fingers pick up speed, our tongues dance with each other, and it takes all my self control to let her set the pace. Our eyes stay open, intensifying our passion, and at last, I feel her shudder, and her walls clamping down on my finger as she comes.

She tears her mouth from mine and moans loudly.

I’ve never seen anything more beautiful.

“Perfect.” The word falls from my lips on a hoarse whisper, and I kiss her cheek, letting my mouth linger.

“Oh, my gosh, Garrett…”

Her satisfied sigh fills me with pride. I lift my head, my fingers still inside her, and when her legs fall to her sides, I hum in regret as I lose her wetness.

Licking all her juices from my fingers, I keep our eyes locked, and I revel in the sated smile she gives me.

“Wow,” she breathes, and I chuckle. “I have to say, Garrett, that you’re good at make-up-sex. Or, in this case, make-up-shenanigans.”

I frown at her when she winces.

“I’m sorry, I should have taken you to bed instead.”

She waves a hand at me and lifts up on her elbows. My throbbing dick protests when I stand up and I reach out my hand to help her on her feet. For once, I have to ignore my hard-on.

When I’m sure Suzy’s got her bearings, I look at my watch and curse under my breath.

“Shit, I
really
have to go now,” I mutter before I go to pick up my briefcase. I open the door but hesitate.

Fuck it.

I drop my briefcase, and, in quick strides, walk back to Suzy. Her questioning eyes widen in surprise when I take her head in my hands. Hers come up to rest on my wrists, and while I know I can’t tell her about my true feelings for her yet, I can at least
show
her how deep they run.

My lips meet hers in a soft, feather-like touch, but I don’t deepen it even when every nerve ending in my body is screaming at me to let go.

“Come down to
Mama Rosa’s
tonight,” I whisper against her lips. “Let me show you the one place that makes me truly happy.”

She gasps slightly, but then a wide smile spreads on her lips, and her eyes shine with happiness.

“I’d love to. But what happened to your whole speech about
making myself scarce
tonight?” She raises an eyebrow at me.

“I lied,” I admit.

“Mm-hmm…I thought so.” She grins at me, her eyes twinkling. “What time do you want me there?”

“Eight p.m. good for you?”