Chapter 9
9
“Lesson one,” he growls, “is a kiss.” He seems furious, still gripping my hair so I can’t move. He’s so freaking strong . And mean. And gorgeous. “Show me how you’re going to kiss the guy you want, Lila. Make it good.”
“ No .” Now he’s just being a bully.
“Do it.”
Fine, then. If he wants a kiss I’ll give him a goddamn kiss. I’ll fucking bite him.
We’re glaring at each other and he releases me just enough so I can get closer. I want to piss him off and provoke him, like he always does to me. I want to make him feel .
I touch my tongue to his scowling, perfect mouth, licking his plump bottom lip, which still tastes like champagne.
God .
He tastes so good.
I lick him again, pressing my lips gently against his.
The feel of his warm, wet mouth against mine is beyond electrifying. My body comes to life, like someone just plugged me into a hot, pulsing current. My barely-covered breasts brush against his hard chest and the contact of my nipples against his skin jolts searing sensation straight to my pussy, which feels slippery and hot.
I nip at his lips gently, savoring the fiery danger of this.
Be careful, girl. He’s going to make you fall in love with him like you’ve never fallen. This is a different league, a different animal and a different universe to anything you’ve ever experienced.
“Good girl. Surrender to how much you fucking want me, baby. Use me. Fucking feast on me like you know you want to.”
He’s so damn cocky. And so damn delicious. With one taste of him, my inner sex goddess has suddenly roared to life and she is hungry .
I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him for real, letting my tongue slide deeper, tasting more of his drugging flavor, of French champagne and dark spice that’s all Colton Maddox. He tastes like lust and magic.
The sound he makes is somewhere between a growl and a groan, and the deep purr of it drives me crazy with need.
I want him. I want everything .
Colton’s iron-strong arms pull me closer. His tongue tangles with mine as he takes my mouth aggressively .
I’m on his lap now and— holy hell —I can feel the huge granite-hard ridge of him underneath me.
Oh my god. He’s so freaking big .
His tongue sinks deeper into my mouth and I suck gently. “Fuck, you get me hot. My wild little innocent virgin.”
“Shut up, Maddox.”
I gasp as I feel his gigantic length press between my thighs, where a bloom of teasing pleasure makes me gasp. This tidal wave of sensation is only the beginning, I can feel that. I need more. I crave him like I’ve never craved anything in my life. And I know for a fact I’ll give Colton Maddox anything he wants if he’ll only get me there .
Anything.
As if on cue, my phone dings with an incoming text. And another one.
“Ignore it,” he commands. “No interruptions during lessons.”
But I peek at my phone anyway because it’s right next to us on a raised beam next to the hot tub. The texts are from Sloane.
I can read them from here. I don’t think Colton can, because my phone is at an angle behind him.
Noah said they’re tracking Colton’s geo-location to see who’s going to win their bet. He’s in Virginia. Near Roanoke. And I just got this strange feeling that…I’m sure I’m imagining things
YOU TWO AREN’T TOGETHER, ARE YOU??????
Lila, please reassure me. DO NOT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT, GIRL!!!!!
THAT WOULD BE A HUGE MISTAKE!!!!!!
HE IS THE KING OF HEARTbrEAK!!!!!!!!! He’ll rip your heart out and eat it for breakfast!!!!!
Shit.
She’s right.
He is the king of heartbreak. She’s described all the headlines to me in excruciating detail.
And now I know why he’s earned his title.
It would be so very easy to fall for him.
He tastes so damn good. He feels like carnal ecstasy, as though every cell in my body is on fire from his effect. And it’s only been one kiss. Imagine how hard I’d fall if I did give him everything?
Can I do this without getting broken into a thousand tiny pieces?
I can.
You can’t. You’re already half in love with him. If you let him cash in your V-card, it’ll break your heart to watch him walk away and straight into the arms of his next supermodel conquest, like you mean nothing to him. Like you never did.
No, it won’t. I hate him. He’s a jerk and a bully .
You’ve had some of the deepest, most meaningful conversations of your life with him. You’ve told him more than you’ve told your best friend. You’ve laughed more in the past 24 hours than you have in the past 24 months.
It doesn’t matter.
Of course it matters.
Damn it!
I pull away from him. My heart hurts because I don’t know if I can do this only physically. He’s too gorgeous. We click too much. I don’t know if I’m strong enough to separate orgasms from falling in love.
You can at least try! You’re so close!
I climb off of him, sliding over to the underwater seat a few feet away from him. “I can’t.”
“You can’t what.” Pissed off. He picks up my phone, where the texts are still lit up. “Those fuckers.”
I take my phone from his hand and I climb out of the hot tub.
“Lila—”
“Goodnight, Colton. I’m going to bed.” I don’t bother bargaining with him for the bedroom. I’m not schlepping out to the parking lot in my bikini. I’m on the verge of tears and I don’t want him to see me crying. He’ll think I’m crying over him and I’m not.
I’m crying because he’s fun and hot and I don’t want to love being with him as much as I do. I don’t want to be so crazily turned on by him that it feels like a new addiction I’m scared I won’t be able to break after only one taste .
King of Heartbreak, you can add one more to your fucking score card.
I text Sloane because I don’t want her to worry about me all night.
He offered me a ride because he has business in LA. IT’S JUST A RIDE. NOTHING IS GOING ON. Please don’t worry about me. I promise I’ll call you soon
Okay, it’s a small white lie but I’ve fixed it now. I resisted him and I’ll continue to resist him because she’s right about him. I caved a little bit tonight but I won’t make that mistake again.
Oh shit. Honey, please please please be careful. He’s dangerously hot and absolutely non-committal. DO NOT BE FOOLED!!! I hope you’re ok. CALL ME xx
How am I going to survive four more days?