Go Fetch!
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Okay. That was definitely not the reaction he expected. He expected rage. Rage he knew how to deal with. Whatever she was going through at the moment, they didnt even have a name for.
He got off the bed and pushed the bathroom door open. She had gotten on her shirt and panties but that was it. Now she sat on the edge of the bathtub holding her sweatpants in her hand and staring down at the floor.
Miki?
She looked up at him. Her dark eyes glittered in the well-lit bathroom. You couldnt let me decide for myself, could you?
This was controlled rage, and this worried him. When she was ranting and raving, he knew she was simply being wacky Miki. But thisthis was Miki who blew the head off a lion.
It wasnt like that, Mik, and you know it.
She sighed. Calmly. He was getting more and more freaked out by the second. Im going back to Texas, Conall.
He crouched down next to her, gently laying his hand on her leg. No. He spoke softly. He wanted her to know she was safe. Safe with him. Not until we talk aboutow!
Shed punched him. Right in the nose.
What the hell was that for?
Because youre a lying sack of shit! Thats what thats for! Yeah. There was the Miki he knew and loved. Im going back to Texas and you cant fucking stop me!
Conall stood, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and blocked the doorway. No. Youre not.
She stared at him. Those big, giant arms, crossed in front of that big, giant chest. His big legs braced apart. He was completely blocking the doorway. Hell, he was completely blocking her. And she didnt like it one damn bit.
I wasnt asking you, Conall.
Youre not running away from this. From us.
Us? At what point did the booty call turn into an us.
She dropped her head in her hands in pure frustration. He was making her nuts. There is no us. There will never be an us.
Why?
Okay. Why did that question throw her? Because.
Because why?
Christ, it was like talking to a ten-year-old. Because I said so.
He smiled. That the best you can do, Miki-baby?
Dont call me that.
It never bothered you before.
She stood and pulled on the sweatpants. Well, it bothers me now.
He stepped toward her and she stepped back. And why is that? She backed up against the stainless steel sink as he moved in front of her. Because I usually say that when Im inside you? When youre coming and screaming my name?
Okay. Why couldnt she breathe? He wasso close and smelled so good. No. This wouldnt do. She needed to go. Somewhere. Anywhere. Away from him. She needed time to think. To analyze. To plan.
Last night you told me you loved me. Oh, that he remembered.
I was asleep.
Not too asleep to fuck me.
Christ, Conall. She wanted to push him away, but she knew she couldnt touch his skin. If she touched him, shed be lost.
Tell me you dont care about me, Miki. He leaned in, his mouth so close. Tell me and maybe Ill believe you.
I dont care about you. That would have been much more convincing if she hadnt whispered it while staring at his mouth.
His lips were inches from hers. Liar. Then he was kissing her. His lips on hers, his tongue sliding into her mouth. His hands tangling in her hair. Immediately, her body responded. Her arms went around his neck. Her body pressed into his. And her desire to drop to her knees and take him into her mouth almost overwhelmed her.
He pulled back slightly, but his hands were still in her hair and his upper body still had her trapped against the sink. Stay with me, Miki.
I cant think about this right now. Panting. She really had to stop panting.
Then dont think at all. His mouth captured hers again and she became wet for him. Nipples became hard. All the usual. She had no control around him. None.
When he dropped to his knees, she almost exploded. Why was he doing this to her? She was trying to make it easy on him. Giving him a way out. Why was he torturing her?
Because, idiot, maybe he doesnt want a way out. Okay. Exactly when did that new voice make an entrance in her head?
Conall pulled off her sweatpants and panties and tossed them aside. Then he pushed her legs apart and began to lap at her clit.
Goddamn it, Conall! He ignored her. What was it Conridge had said? If they dont like what they hear, they just ignore it. And, clearly, thats what her Viking was doing. But his tongue felt so good. And then he growled. A deep one from low in his chest. It reverberated up and through his tongue, hitting right across her clit and sending Miki spiraling out of control. Nothing, absolutely nothing, had ever felt that good before. She gripped his head in both her hands and held him in place. She loved the feel of his hair against the inside of her thighs. She loved the warmth of his body. She loved the way his hands gripped her ass as he ate her out. She loved all of it. All of him.
The growling, the licking, they all conspired to shove her over the edge. And shove they did. The guttural moan she let out as she climaxed sounded like it was coming from somewhere else. From someone else all together.
He got off the bed and pushed the bathroom door open. She had gotten on her shirt and panties but that was it. Now she sat on the edge of the bathtub holding her sweatpants in her hand and staring down at the floor.
Miki?
She looked up at him. Her dark eyes glittered in the well-lit bathroom. You couldnt let me decide for myself, could you?
This was controlled rage, and this worried him. When she was ranting and raving, he knew she was simply being wacky Miki. But thisthis was Miki who blew the head off a lion.
It wasnt like that, Mik, and you know it.
She sighed. Calmly. He was getting more and more freaked out by the second. Im going back to Texas, Conall.
He crouched down next to her, gently laying his hand on her leg. No. He spoke softly. He wanted her to know she was safe. Safe with him. Not until we talk aboutow!
Shed punched him. Right in the nose.
What the hell was that for?
Because youre a lying sack of shit! Thats what thats for! Yeah. There was the Miki he knew and loved. Im going back to Texas and you cant fucking stop me!
Conall stood, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and blocked the doorway. No. Youre not.
She stared at him. Those big, giant arms, crossed in front of that big, giant chest. His big legs braced apart. He was completely blocking the doorway. Hell, he was completely blocking her. And she didnt like it one damn bit.
I wasnt asking you, Conall.
Youre not running away from this. From us.
Us? At what point did the booty call turn into an us.
She dropped her head in her hands in pure frustration. He was making her nuts. There is no us. There will never be an us.
Why?
Okay. Why did that question throw her? Because.
Because why?
Christ, it was like talking to a ten-year-old. Because I said so.
He smiled. That the best you can do, Miki-baby?
Dont call me that.
It never bothered you before.
She stood and pulled on the sweatpants. Well, it bothers me now.
He stepped toward her and she stepped back. And why is that? She backed up against the stainless steel sink as he moved in front of her. Because I usually say that when Im inside you? When youre coming and screaming my name?
Okay. Why couldnt she breathe? He wasso close and smelled so good. No. This wouldnt do. She needed to go. Somewhere. Anywhere. Away from him. She needed time to think. To analyze. To plan.
Last night you told me you loved me. Oh, that he remembered.
I was asleep.
Not too asleep to fuck me.
Christ, Conall. She wanted to push him away, but she knew she couldnt touch his skin. If she touched him, shed be lost.
Tell me you dont care about me, Miki. He leaned in, his mouth so close. Tell me and maybe Ill believe you.
I dont care about you. That would have been much more convincing if she hadnt whispered it while staring at his mouth.
His lips were inches from hers. Liar. Then he was kissing her. His lips on hers, his tongue sliding into her mouth. His hands tangling in her hair. Immediately, her body responded. Her arms went around his neck. Her body pressed into his. And her desire to drop to her knees and take him into her mouth almost overwhelmed her.
He pulled back slightly, but his hands were still in her hair and his upper body still had her trapped against the sink. Stay with me, Miki.
I cant think about this right now. Panting. She really had to stop panting.
Then dont think at all. His mouth captured hers again and she became wet for him. Nipples became hard. All the usual. She had no control around him. None.
When he dropped to his knees, she almost exploded. Why was he doing this to her? She was trying to make it easy on him. Giving him a way out. Why was he torturing her?
Because, idiot, maybe he doesnt want a way out. Okay. Exactly when did that new voice make an entrance in her head?
Conall pulled off her sweatpants and panties and tossed them aside. Then he pushed her legs apart and began to lap at her clit.
Goddamn it, Conall! He ignored her. What was it Conridge had said? If they dont like what they hear, they just ignore it. And, clearly, thats what her Viking was doing. But his tongue felt so good. And then he growled. A deep one from low in his chest. It reverberated up and through his tongue, hitting right across her clit and sending Miki spiraling out of control. Nothing, absolutely nothing, had ever felt that good before. She gripped his head in both her hands and held him in place. She loved the feel of his hair against the inside of her thighs. She loved the warmth of his body. She loved the way his hands gripped her ass as he ate her out. She loved all of it. All of him.
The growling, the licking, they all conspired to shove her over the edge. And shove they did. The guttural moan she let out as she climaxed sounded like it was coming from somewhere else. From someone else all together.
