One Dirty Night - Page 105

The urge to cover myself whipped through me. My nipples pebbled. My skin broke out in goosebumps, but I forced myself to stand there. To let him look. Let him drown. His trackpants tented. His palm slapped against his rapidly swelling erection, pushing it back down. “Why did you spend the night in a hotel?”

“To get away from you mainly.”

He flinched. “Were you alone?”

Narrowing my eyes, I murmured, “Last night I was, but tonight…I plan on having company.”

“Fucking hell, Ella. You’re doing this on purpose.” He closed his eyes and shook his head. “You’re trying to make me fuck you when I said that will never happen again.”

Every instinct said to press myself against him. To take his hand off his cock and yank down his pants. I could break him in that way. I could force him like he claimed I did by offering my mouth last week. I could have him inside me in a few moments…I knew that.

Every girl could sense when a man was just waiting for that final invitation to maul.

If I took a single step toward him, he’d have me on my back and fucked on the floor before I could sneeze.

But then…he’d pull away again.

He’d refuse to look at me.

He’d just keep packing and hiding and…no.

I wanted more than just a quick roll on my bedroom carpet.

I want your heart, you stubborn son of a bitch, and…I have to trust that Hunter knows what he’s talking about.

When I didn’t give him the invitation, when the air crackled with far too much electricity, Nick opened his eyes and bared his teeth. “Put some goddamn clothes on.”

“Actually, I’m going to take a long, hot shower. I’m going to shave every inch of my body. I’m going to pamper myself like I haven’t in a very long time. I’m going to stay naked for most of the day, if you must know.”

“To punish me?”

“Not everything is about you, Nicholas.” I cocked my hip.

“Then why—”

“Because I have special plans tonight.”

“What plans?”

“I’m going out.”

“You never go out. You never stay away. If you’re doing this to get back at me—”

“I’m doing this for me, you stupid jerk,” I snapped, crossing my arms and shoving my breasts up. “What happened in that big top changed me. I can’t and won’t go back to who I was. What Hunter gave me…what you gave me. I never had the courage to ask for it before. Never knew how I’d feel being completely owned before. It was the best night of my life, sexually speaking, and—”

“Did you fuck him?” he growled. “Is that who you were with in the hotel?”

“Fuck who?”

“Hunter.”

“I already told you I was alone.” I shrugged with a pout, making it seem as though being alone was the last thing I wanted. “Besides, he’s not in town anymore.”

“And you know that how?”

“Because I called him.”

“You what?” His voice bled straight into nightmares. “Why would you do that?”