Tempting Eve

Chapter 16

~ Eve ~

"No."

He stepped away from me, tugging at his hair; his fist gripped so tight, I thought the freshly bruised knuckles were going to tear as he stomped away from me through the warehouse.

This is not how I thought this would go.

Part of me wanted to grab my stuff and run out the door; the tingle in the back of my throat telling me the tears were just behind it. But instead, I followed. "Why! I thought you... I mean you've..."

He spun around. "You thought I wanted to fuck you?"

My face fell. I was new to all of this. Maybe I imagined this whole thing wrong. He must have read what I was thinking because his voice lowered. "I do."

"Then why are you telling me no?"

"Because!" He said stepping closer. "You deserve a nice, normal guy Eve... I'm not him!"

What? I took the last couple steps to him. Chest heaving. How dare he make decisions for me. "I don't want nice and normal. I don't want some boring guy who doesn't make my heart race the second he steps in a room! I want you!"

"You literally have no idea what you're asking for. I'm not a sweet. I'm not gentle. And I don't fucking make love Eve. You've never even had an orgasm for god sakes! Have you!"

"Then show me," I begged.

"Show you what?" His face was taut. Rage simmered just under his skin like a predator who'd been caged for too long.

I stared straight into his gaze making sure he didn't miss a single word. I had asked him to make love to me a minute ago. Not this time. "Fuck me."

"No."

I stepped even closer. "I'm twenty one Ethan, you don't think I'm going to stay a virgin forever do you?"

He growled and flashed his teeth. "Don't threaten me Eve."

I slowly put a hand on his chest. His heart hammered under my fingers. "I'm not threatening you... I'm stating a fact. You're my friend - who I trust, but if I have to, I can find..."

"Fuck that!"

He crushed me to him. Fingers digging. Teeth pulling. He sucked my tongue into his mouth, almost to the point of pain, but not quite. I reached behind his neck, bracing myself, practically climbing his body as he threw a hand under my ass, squeezing it for support and ripped his face away from mine just long enough to growl, "we're still friends."

I nodded venhematnly as our mouths came back together while he walked us backwards to his bed. We went down without breaking contact. His weight pressing me firmly to the mattress, knocking the air out of my lungs.

"I fucking tried to be good," he said, sucking a trail of skin down my chest.

I whispered breathlessly as I pushed his hair back from his face. "I know."

His mouth found my nipple biting it through the shirt; pulling just enough for me to let out a whimper.

"I've dreamed about these fucking nipples Eve. Fucking dreamed about them." He bit the other and I reached for the hem of my shirt, needing his mouth on my skin.