I don’t believe in destiny. But I do know the second I saw her something happened to me.
It’s like I knew that she belonged to me. That’s as much as I’m willing to examine right now.
I pull out one of the chairs and drop into it. She remains standing in the doorway, her eyes darting around, looking as though her mind’s going a mile a minute. She’s clearly at war with herself, but patience is not my strong suit.
“Shut the door, Gia.”
Her eyes narrow, but she does and sashays over to the end of the bed. She sits, cross-legged, a hand on each knee.
Sitting up, I adjust my cock. Christ, I get hard just thinking of her, much less looking at those goddamn legs. I need a cigarette. Even though I try not to smoke after I work out, I need to get myself under control. The way I’m letting my dick rule me, I’m like a fucking teen.
“So.” My voice makes her jump. Her eyes, which moments ago were staring at my chest, dart to mine. “Are you on birth control?” I demand, not caring that she looks like I slapped her. This is something I should never have let happen, but it did, so I need to clean up my mess.
“You’ve got to be kidding me?” She jumps up and goes to the mini fridge, grabbing a water. With a laugh, she points the bottle at me. “I should lie and say no because you deserve to fucking worry.” She shakes her head. “But quite frankly, I’m the one worried. Clearly you don’t care if you get a disease or give a disease.” She jerks open the top of the water bottle.
“Gia, I always wear protection. I don’t even fuck people without them signing shit. You were the exception.”
She snorts. “I’m not seven, Rhys. Don’t forget, I know all your secrets.”
I take a breath before I lose my shit on her. “Careful, Gia.” My pulse pounds in my temples.
“Why? Because you’re the Rock God?” She waves her hands. “I’m not impressed.”
I stand and laugh. “You think you can handle all this? Me? I mean, let’s be honest, that’s what you’re here for, right?” I start to walk toward her. Now most women or men would back up. It’s a commonsense reaction that ninety-nine percent of us have when someone invades our space. Not her though. She lifts her head, her green eyes full of battle.
“You want to play? I don’t think you understand the game.” I smirk, because as fucked up as all this is, I’m fucking turned on.
“I’m an expert at all games.” She sticks her nose in the air. In an instant, all rational thought is gone. My fingers grab hold of the belt on her robe, and a small hiss escapes her as I pull her close.
“Listen carefully so you’re not confused. I don’t give a fuck about the past or who you are. My cock wants this tight pussy of yours, and rules don’t apply to me,” I grunt into her mouth as I guide her hand to my hard erection. She shivers but says nothing.
Fuck, if she’s not magnificent. “On your knees,” I demand.
Her eyes narrow but she drops down. Her hands jerk my shorts off, releasing my dick, which stands straight past my belly button—hard and hot, waiting for her.
She looks up, the anger in her eyes replaced by need. I get it. It’s eating me up too. Reaching out, she grabs my hard shaft.
Then she smiles.
Our eyes lock as she glides her tongue to the top of my leaking tip, flicking my piercing up and down before she takes my cock and fucking owns me.
“Gia,” I say, breathing hard. I’m ready to jet off already in her warm mouth, shoot my seed down her throat. My hands grasp her hair to guide her head.
“Relax your throat, baby.” Fisting her hair tight, I thrust myself deep into her mouth.
“Goddamn,” I grind out as she deep throats me. My eyes roll back in fucking pleasure. In and out, she sucks and takes my cock to the back of her throat.
“Yeah, that’s it, Brat. Fuck my cock with your mouth.” I’m thick, so she’s only getting half of me. As she gags, saliva drips down her chin.
“I’m gonna come.” I stop thrusting, don’t move. My muscles tighten as I watch her take over. She sucks my cock like a fucking pro. The pleasure’s so intense that when her other hand massages my balls, I let go. Fucking spiral, unravel, as my cock pulses and jerks in her mouth, filling it faster than she can swallow, and I watch it all.
“Yeah, that’s it,” I growl as my cock keeps pulsing in her mouth. She slowly raises her head and licks her wet lips like she had just sucked on a cherry popsicle.