Page 50 of Animal's Reformation
“Stop overthinking this. Go with your gut—logic’s fucking overrated.”
Animal’s mouth replaced his hand and he kissed her through the blouse, wetting the fabric with his tongue as he flicked her pebbled bud. With each burst of desire, she tugged at his hair, squirming against him. It had been a long time since Olivia had been with a man, and the way Animal woke up her body in such a short time was unlike anything she’d ever experienced.
A groan rumbled from his chest and the small sound sent a shockwave of need through her. She pulled his head up and their gazes locked; the smoldering lust in his eyes sent shivers down to her toes.
“Olivia,” he growled then pressed his mouth to hers.
I have to stop this.But that rational thought flitted out of her head the instant his hand slid over her hip and rested on her thigh. She briefly acknowledged that she was in trouble—bigtrouble—when his fingers inched away from her thigh and cupped her pulsing sex through her jeans. The thought slipped away on a moan as she arched into him, feeling his hard dick pressing against her.
“Fuck, baby, I bet you’re real wet.” His words smothered on her lips.
The loud ringtone of a cellphone made Olivia jolt. At first she didn’t move and simply clung to Animal, who also remained still, but the phone kept ringing, urging someone to answer it.
“Fuck it to hell,” he muttered under his breath as he pulled away from her a bit and jammed his hand in the back pocket of his jeans.
Olivia watched as he glanced at the screen, and she saw a frown pull his brows together just above the bridge of his nose.
“Yo,” he said as he broke away from her and walked over to a large evergreen tree. The volume of his voice dropped, and she could barely make out any words.
Mental clarity replaced the sexual haze that had enveloped her. Olivia breathed in the cool pine air, felt it rush into her lungs, and puffed it out with a cloud of frost.Saved by the ringtone.She smoothed down her hair, snapped closed her jacket, and ran her finger over her lips, still swollen from Animal’s lethal kisses.
The car door opened with a click, and Animal looked over and held up his hand to her as if gesturing her to wait. Olivia knew what waiting would bring, and she couldn’t go thereagain.Animal was a hard man to resist, and despite her best intentions, it seemed like she was always caving in. If she wasn’t careful, she’d fall hard for him then be nursing one of the biggest heartaches of her life when he kicked her to the curb.Like Dad did with Mom. He destroyed her—broke her into a million pieces so she gave up on living.
The door slammed shut and she turned the ignition. Animal strode over to her and knocked on the window.
“What the fuck? Ihadto take that call. Don’t take it personally,” he said.
“I didn’t.” She smiled.
Confusion rolled over his face. “Do you wanna fuck in the car? I thought we’d go to my old room—it’s more comfortable.”
Ah … there’s the biker.“That was so romantically put, but I think I should go.”
Animal scratched his head. “Why? I know you want some, baby.”
“It’s late. I’ll see you at school on Monday, and we can talk about Lucy’s reading assessment.”
He shoved his hands into the pockets of his leather jacket. Anger plastered against his face, and his look went through her like an icy blow.
“I’m sorry. It’s just—”
“Forget it, baby. You don’t know what the fuck you want. Well, I’m dropping out of your goddamn schoolgirl games. Getting pussy’s no problem.” He looked over his shoulder in the direction of the clubhouse. “Plenty of chicks wanna play in there.”
“I’ve had some bad experiences …” Her voice trailed off.
“Save it.” He shrugged. “You don’t owe me any explanations. As a matter of fact, you and I don’t owe each other shit.” He stomped his feet on the ground, puffs of steam streaming from his mouth. “Go on—I’m not gonna stop you.”
She looked up and their eyes met, then Olivia turned away from him, backed out of the parking space, and drove away. In her rearview mirror, she saw Animal watching her until she turned onto the road and the trees and darkness filled in the distance between her and the club.
“I did the right thing,” she said aloud.
Then why in the hell did it feel so wrong?
