Evonne tilted her head and gave him a slow once-over. “I’ve heard a lot about you. Maybe I wanted to see if you live up to the hype.” She sucked her full, rosy-red bottom lip between her teeth.
“I think you’ve had too much to drink.”
“I didn’t expect you to have such a conscience.” She puckered her lips.
“I don’t.” He snaked a hand around her waist and pulled her flush to his body.
Her eyes widened, and the pulse in her neck jumped.
“I’m trying to be nice because of your friends. But if you want it raw and uncensored, I’d be more than happy to give it to you.” The song switched to something slow and riffy. He gripped her ass with his hands and ground into her heat.
She brought her arms up and wrapped them around his neck.
“Problem is, you’re a little girl playing dress up. I don’t think you could handle it.”
She clenched her jaw and raked her nails down the nape of his neck. “You know nothing about me.”
“I know plenty. You’re an uptight skirt who needs a good hard fucking, some spanking and hair pulling. You need to learn to give.”
“And what? You’re going to give it to me?” The brassy words didn’t match the quiver of her lip.
Ballsy bitch. “You offering to let me take it?” The music changed, but he didn’t step away or allow her a moment to collect herself. She’d stepped into the ring with a big boy and now, she needed to pay the consequences. He gripped her hips and lined his rapidly growing bulge against her pussy.
She gasped, and her fingers stiffened on the back of his neck.
“Isn’t this what you wanted? Slow and dirty. You’ve been hurt and betrayed, so you think you’re all out of fucks? Be sure before you bring that firm ass my way, ‘cause a man can only say no so many times.” He flicked his tongue out to caress the ear he’d been whispering into. A moan shook her frame, causing sweet friction between them.
Rocky knew with the clarity of a psychic this was going to happen between. Whether today or weeks from now, he was going to know what she looked like in the throes of passion when she was gripping his hair and begging him to make her come. “Shit, baby. You do that again, and I’m going to take you down the hall to my room.”
She pulled back to meet his gaze. “What’s stopping you?”
“Fuck, mama, you just sealed your fate.” He cupped her ass and lifted her up. Her legs wrapped around his waist, and he walked toward the hallway. Gazes from the others burned his back. But he’d stopped giving a fuck years ago. The disdain her friends might feel for him would roll off him like water off a duck’s back. She leaned down and sucked his bottom lip into her mouth, making him moan. Her teeth playfully nibbled, tempting and teasing. Fed up, he slammed her against the wall and took her mouth. She tasted like whiskey and woman. My favorite combination. He yanked her skirt up.
She wrapped her legs around him, digging her heels into the small of his back.
Tilting his head, he deepened their lip lock, clutching a handful of her thick locks, and pinning her in place. The heat coming from her center burned through his denim. They parted for air, and he ran his tongue across the swollen flesh of her lips. Disheveled, wanting and breathless, she’d never been more desirable. He sensed a wildness inside that she kept hidden. He wanted to strip away her layers and see it.
Stepping away from the wall, he took her to his dorm room. Inside, he turned on the light and kicked the door shut with his boot. Spinning around, he slammed her against the door. “Can’t wait.” He flipped her skirt up around her waist and shoved her underwear down.
“Don’t want you to,” she gasped. Their lips crashed together, and their tongues battled for dominance. Balancing her against the door, he slid his hand down her belly and pierced her wet heat with a finger. Her walls clung to him, and she flexed. “Shit,” he breathed against her mouth.
“More. Make me feel anything other than this gnawing emptiness.”
“I can do that, doll face.” He added another finger and she whimpered, moving her hips to keep his quick rhythm “That’s it, fuck my hand.” The smell of her arousal made him rock hard, and he longed to push inside her. Hot, wet, tight and a touch too innocent, she was a real temptation for a man like him. She offered something he hadn’t had in so long, he wasn’t sure he really remembered. His existence was raw, gritty and violent. With her, he could taste a bit of goodness.
Her body trembled and he removed his fingers, sucking them into his mouth. The salty-sweet taste danced along his tongue. “So fucking good. I could eat you for days but right now, I want to be inside your pussy. You ready for me?”
“Condom?”
“Back pocket, I’m always prepared, Firecracker.” He winked and dug in to his back pocket as she reached down between them to work open his pants. She reached inside, gripped his cock and pumped. He groaned.
“Keep that up and I’ll be covering you with the white stuff.”
“Mmm…” She bit her full bottom lip and peered up at him with smoky, lust-filled eyes.
“Jesus Christ. I’m going to give it to you so good.” He ripped the corner off the silver packet and handed it to her. Together, they managed to work the protective layer over his sensitive prick. “Hope you’re ready for this, Firecracker. I’m going to have you screaming my name.” He lined up and thrust inside, gliding easily into her slickened center. He gritted his teeth as she formed around him like a glove tailor made for his cock. “Shit.”
“Oh, Rocky.” She dropped her head against the door with a thud and gripped his shoulders.