Page 51 of Once Bitten
“Hey, coward!” What? Just because I’ve forgiven him doesn’t mean I’m going to make his life easy. He’s got a lot to make up for after all, and if I let up on him too soon, he just might get too big for his britches again.
JULIUS
There goesmy little pain in the ass again. If I hadn’t just heard her with my own ears, I’d believe she was still holding on to anger from before. She throws that shit in my face every chance she gets, and I’ve long come to suspect that she was doing it on purpose; now I know that it’s true.
The little sneak pouts and looks hurt every time she loses an argument, and I usually just give in because I owe her, but now I’ve got her number. I just stood there, wrapped in a towel, watching her to see if there was any hint anywhere of her subterfuge, but she hides it well.
Her glares are enough to melt steel, and her tongue is as vicious as a wasp. She can conjure up anger at the drop of a hat just to keep me in line, and I usually just let her have her way because everyone else is on her side. But now I’ve got her number.
Does it really matter, though, whether I know that she’s using the past as a battering ram against me? Aren’t I already programmed to always give in to her? I’ve seen that shit with my father and brother enough to know how it works. I’m never going to win another argument as long as I live.
“Who were you talking to?”
“My lover!” She dragged out the last word. Even though I knew she was full of shit and had heard the whole conversation, hearing her call him that still pissed me off. She didn’t expect me to jump on her and wasn’t quick enough to stop me.
“Say that again. I dare you.” She wiggled her hips a little, feeling the hardness that was pressed down against her, and looked at me with defiance.
“You heard me the first time; why make me repeat myself?” She fought a laugh and won, but there were remnants of a smile on her amazingly beautiful face.
Sometimes it hits me out of nowhere just how absolutely gorgeous she is. My heart aches in a good way at my luck that she’s the one. A bundle of enigmas that makes no sense in one package. She looks innocent enough for everyone to buy her bullshit, but she’s mischievous enough to make me sleep with one eye open.
She’s the only partner who makes me sweat, and we’ve only just begun. I put up with her shit when I would’ve sent anyone else packing long ago. Why is that? Is it just the curse? No, somehow I don’t think so. That shit doesn’t stop me from having a brain.
Is it because I know I owe her for the way I acted back then? That’s not it either. It’s something more, something deeper, elemental. A part of me that belongs only to her, to us, and to the life we’d started to weave that excluded everyone else.
There was no room between us for anything else. I realized as I looked down at her that I’d given in. It was as simple as that. I’d stopped running from her and, most importantly, from myself. But who knew giving in would feel this good?
There was nothing in her eyes but me, no matter what her mouth said. To think that I’d almost lost out on a love like this makes me break out in a cold sweat at odd moments. I lay awakeat night, long after I’d put her to sleep, just looking at her and thanking my lucky stars that this time I’d gotten it right.
Now she was mine, as she was always meant to be. I bit her lip to get a rise out of her but she was right there with me, nipping my lip in return. “Fine, you wanna play? I know just how to make her heel.”
“No, don’t you dare.”
She tried to escape my grasp, but I was way ahead of her. Even though her mouth yaps at me all day, her body never lies. It was a major boon to my ego the first time I realized that her body had this strange reaction to my touch.
Just the touch of my fingers can make her orgasm, and a kiss can send her into a spiral. And just her scent can make me lose all control. I guess that means we’re equally matched.
Making my way down her body, I opened her up with my fingers and stuck out my tongue for a taste of her succulent flesh. She moaned and gripped a fistful of my hair, struggling to win the fight, but I was nowhere near done with her. Then she decided to play dirty.
“Is that all you got?” She wrapped her legs around my head and tried to smother me; even nipping her inner thigh didn’t make her let up. There was only one thing left to do. “You interrupted my meal.” I slipped out of her hold and made my way back up her body, gliding into her before she could catch her breath.
“Make it quick; I have things to do.” She tried rolling us over, but I kept her pinned beneath me, sliding in and out of her with rapid-fire speed. Her heat wrapped around me, sucking me in. Her wetness leaked out around my cock, making each thrust easier until she was opened all the way up.
She opened her mouth, but I was fast enough to stop her this time, covering it with mine until her mouth was filled with my tongue. I pulled her hands away from where she was digging hernails into my flesh and slammed them down hard against the bed, holding them captive under mine.
I surged my cock into her harder until she bucked beneath my weight and her pussy contracted. “Gotcha!” She hates when I rub my prowess in her face, but that’s what she gets for riling me up.
“That hurts.” She pouted up at me. Not this time. “It’s supposed to.” That set her off, as I knew it would, and the game was on. We made love the way most people fight to the death. Two strong people with no holds barred.
She caught me slipping and flipped me onto my back, grinning like a fiend. “My turn!” That look in her eye. What the hell did I unleash?
EPILOGUE
JULIUS
The smile on my face grew wider as I watched her waddle across the room, her hands filled with snacks. One hand held cold sweets, and the other salty treats. I dare not say anything to her about her choices because I know from experience that that’s a fight I was bound to lose.
Though I enjoy our little squabbles, some things were best left alone for the sake of preserving my life, and what she eats is one of them. As long as she’s happy, I’m game for whatever. Lately, her happiness seems to be the only thing that matters to me. It overshadows everything else in life.
