Chapter 14

Mia

Panting, Mia shook her head. “What was the question again?”

He grinned and that evil little grin drew her senses out of the cloud of sensual confusion and placed her right back into the game. He inched closer. His face was barely three inches away from her hungry center. 

He blew a little. That cool breeze brushed over her softness and stirred Mia all in the right places, but her head was back to working again. Instead of drowning in the ecstasy of him, Mia relished in the fact that she had forced an alpha male to his knees and that he still had not gotten his way.

She would have to watch him. He almost got her.

“No.” she cupped her center. She wished she could’ve said that she didn’t enjoy the slick feel of it against her hand, but then she would’ve been lying.

“Move your fingers, please,” he whimpered. He actually one hundred percent whined.

Maybe he’s not playing a game? Or maybe this is the role he’s assuming, the dominated alpha. I can never be too sure.

“Can you hand me her robe?” she asked. “It’s behind you.”

“I know where it is.”

“Then get off of your knees and get it. . .please.”

“I want to fuck you right now.” He rose and towered over her with closed fists. “Game over. Let me just enter you right here. No one has to know. It could be our little secret and then tomorrow or another day, you and I will start all over again.”

Her jaw dropped. “What?”

He combed shaking fingers through his brown waves. “Sex. Me and you. I’m just asking for a private session.”

“A private session?” Mia smirked. “I don’t believe you wouldn’t count the private session as a win.”

“Damn you, I’m not playing right now.” His voice rose.

She flinched.

“I’m sorry.” He edged away and paced back and forth, his bulge slicing the space in front of him.

“Are you okay?” she giggled.

He murmured something incomprehensible.

“I guess I’ll get my robe myself.” Mia got off of the bench.

He ceased with pacing and watched her stroll over to it. “I’ll write you a check and even draw a contract that says this doesn’t count.”

“That’s silly.”

“It is not silly.”

She slipped the robe on and closed it. “I think you’re trying to trick me.”

“Trust me when I say this. I want to do a lot of things right now to you, but tricking you is not one of them.”

“Well then let this be a lesson to you.” she wagged her finger at him. “When you lie so much and break so many hearts in your path, don’t blame me for choosing to never believe you or even give you exactly what we both want.”

“What we both want?” He stared at her deep in her eyes. “So you want this dick inside of you, my wicked Mia?”

“I would if you were something else.”

“What?”

“A man I could love.”

“But you can’t?”

“No.”

“Because I’m not Prince Charming?”

“Yes.” she tied her robe’s belt into a bow. “Because you’re the asshole that breaks Cinderella’s heart.”

“I’m not interested in breaking your heart.”

“But you do hope to break me?”

Sighing, he placed his hands inside of those fitting shorts and adjusted himself probably so his big length wouldn’t tear through the fabric.

“Are you going to ignore my question?” she asked.

“I forgot it.” He frowned.

“Do you hope to break me, Jax?”

“Do you have any idea that when you say my nickname my whole body goes crazy? It’s like an explosion inside of my groin."

Mia sucked her teeth and walked away. “You’re avoiding the question.”

“Then let me answer it, instead of running away.”

She stopped, but kept her back to him. “Go ahead.”

“Yes. I long to break you. It’s all I’ve been thinking about since we ate dinner last night. You’re too sure of yourself and me. Additionally, you make me feel bad about who I am. I don’t like second-guessing myself.”

She stared off at the ocean as the sky darkened over them. “That wasn’t my intention. I was just stating the truth as I saw it.”

“Doesn’t matter. You make me feel like a lazy bastard whether you are talking or not, even when I saw you reading those books on the beach I felt dumb.” His voice came closer to her and then she knew he was right behind her.

He captured her waist and pressed his hardness against the curve of her behind. “So you ask, if I hope to break you. Hell fucking yes. I want to be lost in you for several hours. I want to destroy you until you can’t see or think about anything else but me. I have to command your body and capture your soul.”

“That’s a lot,” Mia muttered. “Why not just hope to fuck me hard?”

“Because fucking you would never be enough. If I break you, then I’ll know that you’re not as smart as you think, I’ll know that you were wrong the whole time.”

“Hmm.” Mia left the top deck shook, but more determined than ever to avoid his advances. “Then may the better man or woman win.”