Page 73 of Hard to Handle
“So, yeah,” I continued, taking a deep breath, “hold it against me for as long as you want.I fuckin’ deserve it.But it doesn’t change a thing.I can’t go back and do things differently, darlin’.Trust me.If I could, I would.”
“What would you change?”Her tone was softer now, her eyes imploring me.
I touched her face, tilting her head back with my thumb.“For starters, I would’ve told you that first time you broke up with that dickhead.”
“Told me what?”
Although the words hung on the tip of my tongue, I couldn’t say them.If I did, I'd never get them back, and I knew Reagan wouldn’t believe me if I told her.Loving her was something I'd done all this time without anyone knowing.And the first time I told her, it damn sure wouldn’t be when we were fighting.
So I said, “That I want you.That I’ve dreamt about gettin’ my hands on you, about pullin’ you beneath me.”I moved closer, lowered my voice.“Slidin’ deep inside you.”
I could feel her rapid breaths against my mouth.
“Fuckin’ you until neither of us knows our own names.That’s what I wanted, Reagan.”
“Past tense?”she whispered.
“Not by a long shot.”
She blinked, her eyes still locked with mine.“Then what’re you waitin’ for?”
And that was the moment she pushed me right over the edge, my breaking point now nothing more than a memory.
Reagan
It was a dare.
Of all the people in the world, Lynx Caine was not the man to dare because as soon as the words were out of my mouth, I saw the shift in his eyes, knew he was about to unleash on me.
The soft rumble in his chest was drowned out by the pounding of my heart when Lynx crushed his mouth to mine, jerking me to him.And when he lifted me off my feet, I wrapped around him and held on tight, legs around his waist, arms around his neck.And still I wasn’t close enough.
I heard the loud click of the tailgate releasing, then found my butt planted on the edge, Lynx standing between my legs, his arm banded around me as his mouth did crazy wicked things to mine.God, he could kiss.Lynx knew just how to coax my mouth open, just how to work me into a frenzy with the devilish flick of his tongue.
“This what you want?”he growled.“You want me to take you right here?”
I figured why the hell not.After all, this was where it had started all those years ago.Why wouldn’t it be where we picked things back up?
When he pulled back and met my eyes, I didn’t even debate my answer.Instead, I slid my hands beneath his T-shirt and pushed it up, eager to get him out of it.Lynx grabbed a handful and yanked it over his head, tossing it into the truck behind me.
Then I was staring at all those tattoos on his chest, the beautiful designs that decorated so much of him.I'd always loved those tattoos.Even back when they were nothing more than random designs.Over the years, they’d filled in, merged together until it required effort to make out the smaller ones from his teenage years.
The man was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen in my life.
Running my hands over the smooth ridges of his stomach, I continued upward, leaning forward and pressing my mouth to his skin.When he growled roughly, my pussy clenched.I didn’t stop touching or kissing him until he had my shirt up.I only paused so he could remove it because I wanted to feel his skin against mine and I was tired of waiting.It didn’t matter that we were outside, that it was probably close to ninety degrees in the shade, that I was sitting in the bed of his truck, or even that someone could wander up at any moment.
None of it mattered because I finally had Lynx all to myself.
My bra was the next article of clothing to go while I tugged at the button on his jeans.
“Oh, God,” I moaned, pulling my mouth from his when his rough hands cupped my bare breasts.
My eyes shot to his hands, but the tattoos there didn’t register.No, I was watching the way he cupped my breasts, pinching my nipples with his thumbs and forefingers, his callused hands abrading my skin in the most sensual way.The various sensations swirled together, escalating into something I'd never felt, an erotic bliss that had me wondering if I would implode.
“Fuck,” he hissed, lifting one sensitive peak to his mouth.
I watched as he pulled the hardened point between his lips, his teeth scraping gently before he sucked me fully into his mouth.I clutched the back of his head, holding him to me while he alternated to my other nipple, driving me out of my mind with his lips and tongue.I'd imagined this, but never had I thought it would be this good.
Hell,nothinghad ever been this good before.
