Red Hot Obsessions (32 page)

Swallowing, I take a deep breath and step inside the car.

“Stay there,” he orders, as he walks to the other side of the car and gets in.

My arms are crossed as he starts the car. The engine rumbles, and Hunter gives me a piercing glare before the car races away with screeching tires.

Chapter 17
Seduction

Chewing my cheek, I stare out the window. Rain is pouring down, blocking my view, but I will not turn around. I try not to even glance at him. I don’t want to give him the satisfaction of making me look at him.

I don’t want to peek at him for even one second. Not anymore.

“Before I take you home, I need you to do something for me.”

Snorting, I shake my head and refuse to answer.

“Talk,” he says.

It’s quiet. I keep my mouth firmly shut as Hunter switches up the gear. We race through the streets as if it’s a racing track.

“You’re really mad, aren’t you?” he says.

“Damn right I am,” I snap.

Shit, I broke my own promise of not talking to him.

He chuckles. “You’re getting worked up over nothing.”

“You were trading drugs again! I wouldn’t be surprised if you took some yourself, too.”

He laughs, and it’s a deep, husky sound that turns my insides to mush. I don’t want to feel that way, but I still do.

“I only sell it. I don’t take it. I told you, I hate that stuff. I would never take it unless they forced me to.”

“Well, you were at that party, which is already bad enough.”

“You were there, too,” he scoffs. “Quite a surprise to me. I can’t believe you showed up there. Do you even know how fucking dangerous that is, huh?”

“I was looking for you. Jaret brought me. It was his idea.”

“Yeah, and I’m going to thoroughly thank him for that later.” He furrows his brows in an annoyed manner.

“Don’t blame it on him. I didn’t say no. I wanted to see what you were doing, and I was right all along.”

“Oh? So now you’re the one watching me?” One of his eyebrows lifts, and on his face is a cheeky smile.

I just want to give him a smack on the head.

“You’re following me, checking what I do. You went to a party in
that
dress, just to keep up with me.”

His eyes swipe over my body, and my pussy clenches with need I don’t want to feel, but do.

“You’ve changed, Leafy.”

“Don’t call me that,” I snap.

“Why? You think it’s a bad name?” The smug smile on his face makes me roll my eyes.

“You’re laughing at me.”

“No, I’m not.”

“Yes, you are. You always do that.”

“No. I just like to see you riled up.”

I sigh. “Whatever.”

He steps on the gas, making the car go even faster. It’s scaring me a bit. There are puddles on the road and the windshield is spattered with rain. We might slip if he makes a turn here.

“Can we go slower, please?” I mutter.

He ignores my question. “You know what I think? I think you’re jealous.”

“W-what?”

“You heard me. Scarlet was all over me, and you hate that.”

Pursing my lips, I snort, trying to show him that I do
not
care. I definitely don’t care. At all.

Okay, maybe I do.

He ripped my heart out. I don’t want to admit it, however.

“You don’t have to say it. I already know you like me.”

A flush spreads across my neck and cheeks, and I try to hide it behind my hair.

“You wished it was you purring up against me instead of her.”

“Shut up!” I say, and he chuckles. “Just stop it.”

“Oh, I’m only getting started.”

“Can we just go home?” I mutter, sighing.

Suddenly the car starts to rattle, and smoke rises up from the engine.

Shit. Now this.

I can’t believe what a disaster this night is turning into. First I find out my best friend is in love with me, and now she’s avoiding me. I find out Hunter’s a drug dealer for some shady guys, and he gets into fights because of the same people. And I thought Scarlet and Brody were a couple … guess that’s a thing of the past, too.

Seeing her put her fingers on him makes me so goddamn angry, I could scream.

What a night.

“Fuck,” Hunter mutters, as we go slower and slower.

The car starts to sputter, and the engine stops running after a while. Then we come to a halt.

“Yes. We’re fucked,” I say.

Dammit. I just want to go home, lock myself up in my room, and sleep. I don’t have time for this.

Fishing his phone out of his pocket, Hunter steps out of the car and starts dialing some number.

He’s just standing there, calling, in the middle of a rainstorm.

However, I don’t want to wait for him to call someone and get us some help. Maybe I can see what the problem is. I’m not a champion when it comes to cars, but I can at least try. It’s better than nothing.

I step outside and shiver when cold drops of water land on my skin. I’m wearing nothing but a flimsy black dress, and it’s goddamn pouring out here.

“Half an hour? Cool. Bye.” Those three sentences are all I catch of his conversation.

I walk to the front of the car, shaking rigorously from the sheer cold. I lift the hood and peer inside. Blowing away the smoke that is suffocating me, I check if everything’s still in order. There’s nothing leaking out, so that’s a plus.

Oh, I have no idea what the hell I’m doing anyway.

“You a car mechanic now, too?”

I jolt up and the hood slams shut in front of me. Hunter’s behind me, standing way too close for comfort.

“I just want to get this fixed as soon as possible,” I say.

He chuckles. “Relax. They’re coming. I got it covered. Get in the car before you’re soaked to the bone.”

Crossing my arms, I turn around and sigh. “I think I can make my own decisions.”

He’s right in front of me, literally in my face, his lips curved mischievously. “You don’t just want to go home quickly. You want to get away from me. You’re avoiding it,” he chimes.

“That’s right.”

“You don’t want to admit you don’t like seeing me with other chicks. You want me for yourself.” He leans in and places his big hands on the hood, trapping me between his arms. The air is suddenly thick, and it feels hard to breathe.

“You’re an ass and you know it,” I snap.

He laughs. “You’re still under the impression that I was enjoying the party.”

“You sure looked like you had fun with Scarlet!”

“Hmm … and that’s where you’re wrong.”

He leans in so close, our foreheads almost touch. He’s taunting me, gauging my reaction. I won’t give in to his games. I won’t lose. Not this time.

My teeth are chattering, but I won’t stop looking him straight in the eye.

“She just wants to numb the pain. They all do. That’s what I give them. I know what you’re thinking, but it couldn’t be further from the truth. My only role at that party was to hand out drugs. Period.”

“It wouldn’t surprise me if it was more than that,” I retort. “You let them feel you up. Of course I’m thinking that’s also one of the things you do.”

He chuckles. “Thanks for the compliment. I feel flattered, but no, I’m not a gigolo,” he muses. “God. You almost sound like a girlfriend.”

My eyes widen and my entire body heats up from his comment. Only now do I notice his black t-shirt is completely soaked, and sticks to his delicious body. I can see every nook, each dent, all the hard lines and curves of his muscles. It’s almost … bare. Just the mere thought of seeing him naked is turning my brains to mush.

“Oh, did I strike a nerve?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” My hands are shivering, so I clench the car behind me. It doesn’t stop the trembling.

“You know, I quite like this quibbling. It got some fun back into my life,” he says, chortling.

“You’re just provoking me.”

He frowns, but his lips still show his amusement. “I’m dead serious. It’s funny seeing you get so worked up over nothing.”

“It’s
not
nothing!”

“Hmm … no, I know what you want. You want to be the first to tame me. And you want me to ravage you.”

He squints, flashing a grin that’s making me flush so badly.

My folds are getting wet, I can feel it. I can’t help myself, even though I feel so fucking bad for feeling like this right now. He just does that to me.

But all he wants is to incite me to get angry.

“You’re just making a joke out of this.”

“Why would I?” His eyes are half-mast now.

“Because I told you I never really had a boyfriend before, and you think that’s funny.”

He closes his eyes, cocks his head and laughs loudly. I just stare at him, fazed.

“You really don’t see it, do you?” he says after a while.

“What?”

“I’ve tried to keep you away from me. To show you that I’m a bastard. To make you see that I’m fucking messed up. And you still want me.”

I suck in my lip as he says those last words.

“Who said I want you? You keep putting those words into my mouth. I never said anything like that.”

He muffles a laugh, but it sounds more like a guttural groan instead. The sound turns on every part of my body. It’s hard to ignore my pulsing nub, and the overwhelming need to let him be the first to take me.

My body is telling me to jump his bones, while my brain is telling me to run as fast as I can. I don’t know what I really want anymore.

“And don’t say those things about yourself.”

He shakes his head. “But you can?”

“Yes, well―”

“Oh, just shut up already.”

Suddenly he inches closer and presses his lips firmly down onto mine.

My eyes are wide open. Hunter’s lips are crushing mine. He’s kissing me.

Am I dreaming?

His hot mouth covers mine and ravishes me. Alternating soft kisses with harsh ones, he’s driving me insane.

My eyes close as he keeps kissing me.

He’s so fucking good at this, I swear I’m going to faint. I’ve never been kissed like this before. He’s like a predator, a prowling animal, and I’m the feast he’s indulging himself with.

His long, lavish licks turn me on so much that I moan in his mouth. He responds with a groan, sending shocks through my entire body.

We’re kissing in the middle of nowhere, in the rain, both wet and wild, and it’s amazing.

Soon his hands find their way to the small of my back where he digs his fingers into my skin. His kisses are sexy and sensual, and everything I imagined them being. Licking my lips in between his kisses, he forces my mouth to part and dips his tongue inside. He explores my mouth, and lets his hands reign freely over my back. Everywhere he goes, goose bumps pop up, and my body trembles from his touch.

Hunter steps closer and puts his hands on my waist. He lifts me up and sets me down on the hood of the car with no problem, continuing his wolfish raid on me. My thighs go watery as his legs part mine. He nudges me open, getting closer and closer as if he wants to claim my body right here, right now.

With his full, beautiful mouth on mine, I give up the fight. He’s tempted me, chased me, persuaded me, and now I’m his.

His scorching kisses feel so hungry, so full of desire, I can’t help but get completely wound up.

He moans one last time before retreating and gazing right at me. I don’t want him to stop. The sensual look in his eyes seeps into every one of my pores, awakening my blooming sexuality.

“You’re not fighting me anymore …” I don’t know if that’s a question or a statement. His husky voice turns me upside down and makes me feel so aroused.

“I told you I give girls what they want.” The smug smile on his face is both annoyingly sexy as it is fucking vexing. “I knew I’d get you eventually.”

Only after a few seconds does it register what he just said. Am I just a chase? He’s been planning this?

He’s still making a joke out of this, even after kissing me.

Then I realize I played right into his hands. He did that on purpose. I let him chase me and claim his prize.

He won.

I push him forward and wriggle my way under his arm to get away.

“Hey, where are you going?” he says, coming after me.

“I’m gonna sit in the car and wait this out.”

“Why?” He catches up to me and grabs my wrist.

“Because you’re still playing with me.”

“What?” he says, his brows edging toward each other.

“Stop fucking playing around for once! What you just did was cruel. You can’t just toy with my heart like that!”

He grabs both my arms and pins me to the car door, making it impossible for me to escape.

“I am
not
toying with you.” I try to tackle him, but he traps my legs between his. “Unless that’s what you want … I can play with you all night if you ask me to. And I
will
take that offer.”

Oh. My. God.

There he goes again, making me all hot and bothered with his words. He knows it. That’s why he’s doing it. And it’s fucking humiliating.

“What do you want from me?” I say with a desperate tone.

“I’m not playing with you. I just like to see you blush. Lucky me, I get to see it often.”

“Why?”

He cocks his head and chortles. “Isn’t it obvious? I want you.”

I stare at him in amazement. Is this real?

He makes my stomach twist, and butterflies zing through my entire abdomen. It feels like my entire being has been waiting for this moment.

But I can’t get it out of my mind that I saw Scarlet kissing him.

It’s like she’s sullied him. I know it’s ridiculous, but that’s how I feel. He was supposed to be … mine.

As if he ever was. He must’ve had plenty of girls before. I’m just another one to add to his list.

“What about Scarlet then? She kissed you.”

“Who cares? I don’t. She was just clinging to me. Doesn’t mean it matters. At least, not to me.”

“But―”

“I. Don’t. Want. Her.” He squeezes my arms, raising his eyebrows. “I want you,” he says with a deep, husky voice.

He lowers his head, resting his forehead against mine. His piercing gray eyes are enigmatic and seductive. His lips are parted, but he remains still, as if he’s waiting for me.

Then his tongue dips out and he licks his luscious lower lip, sucking it in, biting a little.

Holy shit. I think I just died.

“Tell me what you want. What you really need. Do you want me to let you go? Do you want me to stop hunting for you?” he murmurs.

Taking in a sharp breath, I hesitate. I’m not sure what to say. It feels so unreal, and yet the look in his eyes tell me this is the truth. He looks so desperate, almost vulnerable, and it makes me believe him.