Chapter 10
Ten
CALLIE
Igaped at Lewis in disbelief. Who was this guy? Anticipation and indignation coursed through me, and I found I couldn’t stay sitting. Slowly, I got to my feet and then shook my head. “You did not just say that.”
Lewis stood too. “We both know it’s true.
” He took a step toward me, and my skin, already warm from the whisky, suddenly caught fire at the heat in his eyes.
It was predatory and sexual and thrilling, and a look he’d never bestowed on me before.
“Sex with other people will never be what it was between us.”
This was no longer the boy who’d left me behind.
And I would be lying if there wasn’t a traitorous part of me that wondered what it would be like to have sex with this version of him.
Fear of the repercussions of that triggered me, and I was speaking before I could stop myself, my words an effort to put him off. “Neither of us knew what we were doing. We were kids. And frankly, I’ve had better sex since then.”
I regretted the words. Mostly because of the hurt that flashed across Lewis’s face before he could hide it. Determination (and anger) masked the emotion.
He took another step toward me. “I doubt it.”
My pulse raced the closer he got. I had to tilt my head to keep hold of his eyes, and I couldn’t see past his broad shoulders. Suddenly, I was picturing him naked and above me, my hands coasting across those hard muscles as he thrust between my legs.
I wanted that. There would be no first-time awkwardness or fumbling with him either. It would be as easy as breathing with Lewis.
I wanted it so badly, it was wiping all rational thought from my head.
I had to fight it. “It’s true.” My words came out weak and hoarse and I hated him for that too.
“You’re too much of a gentleman for me, Lewis.
I like my sex more adventurous now. A little rougher.
I like …” I sucked in a breath as he closed the distance between us, his body touching mine.
“You like what?” His expression was fierce with fury. And desire.
My lower belly squeezed deep and wet heat licked between my thighs.
Fuck.
Fuck. It.
I’d pay for it in the morning.
“In … in bed … I like a guy to take control.”
Surprise lit Lewis’s eyes and then something darkened them. “Noted,” he growled. Then his hand was on my nape, bringing my mouth to his as he bent his head to take it.