She struggles, and I finally put her down, tilting her chin back as she glares at me.
“You’re mine. Is that definition enough for you? Now pack your shit or I will. Your choice.”
I expect to get slapped, but as always, Bella surprises me when she grabs the back of my neck—her favorite maneuver—and pulls me down.
I grip her around the waist, smashing her body against mine as our lips touch. The kiss turns hungry, her greedy little tongue demanding action from mine. Finally, I remember what I’m doing, and I break the kiss.
She looks dazed, as though she didn’t really mean to kiss me, but when I toss a duffel bag into the room, she snaps out of it.
“Fine,” she says quietly. “I’ll help pack.”
Chapter 49
ETHAN
ME: Where the fuck are you?
BELLA: You’re impatient… I’ve only been gone five minutes. Should have done cardio with me.
ME: I gave you better cardio options. You elected running. Pathetic.
BELLA: Well, I couldn’t handle yoga because I’m not that bendy. So your suggestion sounded a little… painful.
ME: I’ll make sure you feel too good to notice pain. Come back.
BELLA: Fine. You’re so damn needy. I’m coming back, but only because I’m just as needy and bored with running today.
ME: I have that book out…
BELLA: Be genital.
ME: ????
BELLA: GENTLE! This phone is such a freaking pervert!
ME: Sure it’s the phone.
The door opens, and I drop my phone as Bella walks in. I don’t really have that weird sex book open, but I do have a few things in mind as she walks to me. Her lips are drawn in a seductive smile, and her little sports bra drives me crazy.
As soon as I reach her, my lips crush hers, and she moans into my mouth, fisting handfuls of my shirt as she tries to draw me closer. I swear I can’t get enough of her, and it feels like she can’t get enough of me.
Breaking the kiss, I spin her until her hands slap the countertop, and I fist a handful of her hair as I jerk down her fuck-me tiny shorts. My lips move to her neck as she turns her body over to me without any hesitation, as if she knows she belongs to me.
My dick is painfully hard when I finally thrust inside her, and I try not to think about how right it all feels. Somewhere along the line, Bella stopped being toxic and started being perfect.
***
ME: Your panties are in my pocket. Just wanted you to know.
BELLA: Wtf?!?!?!? Why?
ME: Because we ripped that pair last night in the car, and it was pocket them or let Maverick see them.
BELLA: Damn you and your list of places to have sex. Do you have any idea what hell I could catch from Maverick for my pussies being ripped to shreds?
BELLA: Pussies
BELLA: PUSSIES