Chapter 16

Jade

He went as still as stone, looking down at me like I had suddenly grown two heads. “What did you say?”

“A piggyba—”

“Don’t fuck with me right now, Jade. I’m not in the mood for your childish games.”

“Ooh, big, bad and scary.” I giggled abruptly. “I’m getting chills.”

The alcohol was the one definitely talking at the moment because I wouldn’t willingly dig myself into my own grave.

“I’m going to leave your ass out here to freeze off if you don’t quit it and get in my arms right the fuck now.”

I gasped. “You wouldn’t be that heartless, would you?”

His jaw was clenched so hard I was scared he was going to break a tooth. Then he suddenly exploded in a litany of vicious profanities before turning around and crouching in front of me, presenting his broad, sturdy back to my appreciative gaze.

“Hop on.”

My heart warmed in my chest and I carefully crawled onto him, thinking I needed to get drunk more often if he was always going to be this agreeable whenever I was.

I gripped him around the shoulders and chest as he began walking, loving how I could feel his pecs shift and contract beneath my touch. When the winds picked up around us, the chill getting harsher, I hugged him more tightly.

“Julian.”

“What?” he barked.

“I’m horny.” I confessed without shame, releasing one hand to twirl a finger in his dark wavy hair.

No one could blame me, really. I was entirely pressed up against his solidness, nipples flattened to his back and thighs spread around his waist. In my dress, that meant my center was directly rubbing up against him with every step he took, only separated from his skin by a scrap of flimsy lace and his shirt layer.

I wondered if he could feel the heat through his shirt, feel me soaking through the material because I was hopelessly wet for him.

“You smell so good.” I buried my nose in his neck and inhaled deep. He jolted hard, faltering in his steps as he climbed the patio and got to the back door. “I want to gobble you up, lick you all over.”

His arms tightened under my thighs, muscles flexing deliciously against my heated skin. “Stop it, Jade. Just stop talking.”

“Why? Are my words affecting you? Is the big bad wolf getting turned on by the innocent little lamb?”

“You? Innocent?” He asked as he slid the door open and carried us in. I was mesmerized by the raw strength he possessed, the effortless way in which he wielded it. “Did you see what you wore out tonight? Fucking hell, Jade, I didn’t know you were that desperate for attention. I almost mistook you for a hooker.”

My heart thudded painfully in my chest as his words sunk into my alcohol-addled brain. “You don’t mean that.”

“I do. Parading those tight nipples around like a sinful temptation begging to be noticed by every man in the room. And that hair practically inviting a man’s fist to wrap around the silky length and tug back as he plows mercilessly into you. It can only mean one thing.”

My pussy clenched hard at his dirty words, pulsing in embarrassing emptiness as I imagined him doing those stuff to me.

Was that normal? I shouldn’t be turned on, right? I was supposed to feel insulted.

God-fucking-dammit.

“W-what does it mean?” I prompted him, wanting to know what he thought of me.

“That you’re anything but an innocent little lamb. More like a dangerously cunning vixen.”

He had gotten to the master bedroom now and dumped me on the upholstered bed the moment he uttered those words with the utmost level of disgust.

He looked down at my sprawled body, eyeing my scattered limbs and disheveled hair and overall terrible-looking appearance.

Without saying a word, he backed into the bathroom before emerging a few moments later with a cup of water and a few pills.

“Take these before you sleep.” He set them on the nightstand then straightened himself and headed for the door.

My heart squeezed, not wanting to see him go.

He turned in the doorway with an unreadable expression. “Sleep it off. And when you regret all of this by morning, don’t come to me with silly apologies. I won’t be interested in hearing them… or seeing your face.”

Then he slammed the door shut and disappeared from sight.