Hollis’s eyes dipped to my lips, and I felt my knees go weak.
He growled. “Fuck this.”
Before I could register what was happening, he wrapped his big hands around my face, tilted my head, and planted his lips over mine. It took a few heartbeats for the shock to wear off. But when it did, all hell broke loose.
My hands threaded into his hair, and I yanked as hard as I could. He growled and responded by grabbing the backs of my thighs and lifting me, guiding my legs to wrap around his waist. His firm chest pushed against mine, and if it hadn’t felt so incredibly good, it might have concerned me how rough we were getting. Hollis ground his hips between my parted legs, and I could feel how hard and hot he was. Oh God.
We didn’t kiss—that would be too tame of a word to describe what was raging between us. We assaulted each other with our mouths. He bit down on my bottom lip until I tasted metal seeping onto our joined tongues. I dug my nails into his neck so hard I pierced the skin. My clit was throbbing; tomorrow it would be bruised from the way he grinded against it. Neither one of us could get enough. We wanted rougher, faster, harder, more.
I distantly registered that my back had left the safety of the wall behind it. We fell onto the bed together, limbs crashing and bodies colliding. The anger we’d both had five minutes ago hadn’t dissipated one bit—it had just redirected to this.
Abruptly, Hollis tore his mouth from mine and stumbled to his feet. I panted, gulping mouthfuls of air, and lifted my hand to cover my swollen lips. Was he stopping? I was about to scream bloody murder if he thought he could leave me here gasping and drenched like this.
But then I realized why he’d jumped up so fast. I must’ve missed the first warning sounds.
“Uncle Hollis? Are you here?”***Shit!
Not wanting Hailey to see me all disheveled, I ran to Hollis’s master bathroom and closed the door. It seemed like the most sensible thing to do with no time to think.
I placed my ear on the door and listened to their conversation.
“Why do you have lipstick all over your face?”
I cringed. Shit.
Hollis played dumb. “I do?”
“Yeah. Look in the mirror.”
“Wow. You’re right,” he said. “What are you doing home?”
“Kelsie threw up, so her mom thought it was best if I didn’t spend the night. She walked me upstairs, and I used my key.”
“Ah. Okay. Well...that was probably the right decision.”
“So, why do you have lipstick on your face?”
Figures she wouldn’t drop it. How the heck was he going to get around this? Moreover, how the heck was I going to escape this bathroom?
Hollis finally answered, “It’s a long story I’d rather not get into, okay? I don’t owe you an explanation for everything.”
“Hmmm. Okay. Whatever.”
I chuckled to myself.
Hailey was definitely skeptical, although I doubted she suspected this had anything to do with me.
“It’s late. Why don’t you go to your room, try to get some sleep.”
“Okay. ’Night, Uncle Hollis.”
“Goodnight, sweetheart.”
There was a long moment of silence. I assumed he was waiting for Hailey to fully disappear. In the distance, I could hear the door to her bedroom shut. Hailey had a habit of always slamming her door, and this time was no different.
The bathroom door opened, and I got a look at Hollis’s face. He did have my lipstick smeared all over his mouth. His hair was a wild mess, too. Not to mention, his erection was still straining against his pants. He looked totally hot and fuckable. I wondered if he would have been inside of me right now had Hailey not come home.
Speaking of which, my panties were soaked. Clearly my body had been preparing for something big.
His eyes landed on my bruised lips as he said, “We have to sneak you out.”
I nodded and walked out of the bathroom.
Tiptoeing across the floor and through the foyer, I made my way to the door. He followed me out to the hall and closed the door behind him.
He spoke quietly. “That was really close. She almost walked in on us.”
“Well, she didn’t, thankfully.”
Hollis looked pained. “I shouldn’t have attacked you like that.”
“No need to apologize. I quite liked it, actually.”
He ran his hand through his already-messed-up hair. “Look...clearly I’m confused. My feelings for you are carnal, and sometimes they feel…uncontrollable. That doesn’t change the fact that it shouldn’t have happened. That was a close call, but I’m thankful it stopped us from making a mistake we can’t take back.”
That pissed me off.
“So, you would’ve slept with me and then called it a mistake? What would’ve happened, Hollis? You would’ve gotten your fill, gotten to experience the thrill of sex with me, and then told me it could never happen again? You were going to fuck me.”