She shot Niall a glare. “If you hurt her, I know five separate people who can ruin your life with one phone call,” she said to him.
“That's good to know. Thank you.”
I let Niall bundle me into the car, then moved down the back seat so he could get in after me.
“The hotel,” he barked at the driver before raising the privacy screen. I sat awkwardly on the leather seats of the car. This was not supposed to be how this night played out.
“Why did you leave without saying anything in the middle of the night?” he asked once the screen was up.
“I'm sorry?”
“Why did you leave in the middle of the night? Why didn't you stay?”
Just how much had he had to drink tonight? “Sorry,” I said. “I'm not exactly in the habit of sleeping in strangers’ hotel rooms.”
“When did I become a stranger?”
“I'm sorry that you're so offended, but I fail to see what I did wrong.”
He frowned. “Are you sure you don't know?” I shrugged. “Why didn't you tell me that the Baron is dead?”
That was a good one. I didn't have a snappy comeback for that. Honestly, I wasn't expecting the interrogation. I was a little offended that he was subjecting me to one. I had questions too.
“Why didn't you tell me you had a fiancée?” I shot back instead of answering.
“Because I don't.”
“Does Lisbeth Lane know that you deny her in public?”
“It's complicated.”
“Oh please.” I rolled my eyes. It was never that complicated. Either you were together or you were not together, that was it. I felt sorry for Lisbeth Lane. I never would have done anything with him if I knew that he was attached.
“She thinks that she's my fiancée, but she isn't. Not really.”
This was not a productive conversation. I didn't want to continue. I'd never thought Niall was the type to play games like that. It made me want to take Lisbeth’s side because I felt like we might have had more in common dealing with Niall and his half-truths. The car lurched to a stop at a red light. I reached for the handle and pulled the door open. Niall reached across me and slammed it shut again.
“I want to go.” He heard me, I know he did because then, he used his body and his lips to physically stop me from leaving. He gathered me in his arms and kissed me roughly. I was so angry that he would use that sort of tactic on me, but it only lasted so long. My lips softened and I kissed him back. My body betrayed me whenever it came to him. I didn't try to stop it. I let go. I thought that last night would be our last time, but I would take this. I was angry at him, and I was crazy about him at the same time.
He reached under my dress and pulled on my panties. He had to get off of me so that I could pull them off completely. He leaned over me again, but I pushed him back into the seat, mounting him. He grinned up at me, unbuttoning his trousers and freeing his cock. He couldn't have it his way, this time I was getting what I wanted.
9
Niall
She was single, that was all I needed to know to claim her. Not that her being attached would necessarily be a problem, it was no problem the first time that we got together. My breath hitched as she sunk down on to me. Every fucking time. She felt amazing. I had never been so drawn to anybody before. I heard her giggle as she ground her hips. I took hold of her and matched her movements. She moaned, biting down on her lip to stifle the sound. I was 100% sure that the driver knew what was going on back here but I didn't care. I had much more urgent matters to attend to.
I wish we were in a bed, I would be able to do a much better job in the bed, but while we were here, I wasn't turning her away. Not when she wanted me as badly as she did. I was glad the feeling was mutual. We went at it like rabbits, nothing but sweat, desire and giggles whenever the car lurched suddenly and we were thrown about on the back seat.
“Are you close?” I asked. She giggled in my ear.
“If you have to ask, it's because, it's because...” She trailed off, moaning as she got her release. I was certain she was about to say something smart. Maybe I’d ask her once I was done. It didn't take very much after she had gotten hers. Making her cum made me come. I shot inside her powerfully pulling her down onto my dick with every stroke.
I hugged her close to me instead of letting her slide off onto the seat. We planted, our bodies and minds coming back to the present. Because she was sitting on top of me, her eyes were almost level. I looked at her and brushed her hair back off of her forehead where it was stuck with sweat.
“What? Is there something on my face?”
“I have never been more attracted to anybody in my life,” it just came out.