In a flash his hands moved, and he gripped the waistband of her jeans inside one tight fist. The sudden impact of her waistband tightening—and the brush of his knuckles against her sensitive lower abdomen—made her jaw drop. Quickly, she glanced over his shoulder, concerned that Nan and Gladys might be standing there witnessing all of this.
“If you’re worried about them witnessing this, let’s go inside.” His fingers dove deeper, and she felt him tweak the elastic on her panties.
“You wouldn’t dare —”
“Oh yes,” he interrupted, “I would. I’ve been thinking about this for a long time.”
With a quick manoeuvre he thumbed open the button on her jeans. She heard the clickety-click of her zipper ratcheting down, as he inserted the tips of his fingers under her panty line. His other hand was on her lower back, encouraging her to enjoy.
“Oh God!” She murmured, shaking her head at him. There was no way she could go in there with him, she couldn’t risk it.
Then he ducked and his hand was under her thigh, lifting her foot from the floor.
She grabbed his shoulders and clutched at him while he shoved his hand up and down inside her panties. “You bastard, I haven’t had sex in a long time. That’s the only reason I’m allowing you to touch me.”
“The need for random sex, is that all it is?” He grinned, flashing his teeth at her. He hadn’t forgotten how easily he could push her buttons, even while she tired to forget.
She tried to still her erratic breathing. She was giving herself away here and she hated it.
He bent his head and brushed his mouth over hers.
“Don’t tease me Sean, please,” she begged.
“I’m not teasing you, believe me.” He shifted bodily, moving against her so she could feel the hard length of his erection through their clothing. “I came straight here the moment I got out of jail because I couldn’t stop think about you. More than anything in this world I wanted to hold you, to be inside you again.”
Her breath caught, need barrelling through her
“I came because I want to be with you…to fuck you slowly, hard then soft... just the way you like it. I’ve been thinking about it all the time. I want to watch you while I make you come.”
She whimpered.
“Don’t fight it. You know it’s going to happen as much as I do. It was there in your eyes the moment I saw you again.”
There was a little devil running loose in her mind, throwing out wild suggestions, trying to make her succumb. Would it hurt to have sex, it asked her, just one more time? Maybe it would be a mistake, but she’d already made enough of those because of this man. Regret was helping her, and she held tight to it. “No. Stay the night but—”