Chapter 13
— Scout —
My eyebrows hit my goddamn hairline. I tucked my chin back in shock, then burst out laughing. “ Excuse me?”
Remmy’s black high-heeled boots clicked on the tiles as she shifted them to hip-width apart. Her chin lifted in defiance while she visibly held back a smile. “You heard me.”
Challenge accepted. I encroached on her space. Came nose to nose with her and looked her dead in the eye. She didn’t take a tiny step back when our chests bumped. She barely batted her long eyelashes, and she sure as hell didn’t look intimidated.
Instead, Remmy jutted her chin out a little further as a slice of stubborn determination set in her expression.
“I heard you. Loud and clear,” I murmured, unable to resist dropping my eyes to her plump mouth. I slid my hands up the tight curve of her waist. My voice stayed low, gritty. “So, what am I apologizing for, and at what point do I start begging?”
Her eyes flared a little. The only indication of her internal thoughts. “You start begging now, and you’re apologizing for putting me on the spot in front of a stadium full of people.”
A rolling chuckle wove its way up my chest and my hands changed direction, smoothing downward. “While I apologize if I caused you embarrassment, I’m not sorry for getting your attention. Twice you’ve slipped through my fingers, Remmy. I wasn’t gonna let it happen a third. And as for the beggin’…” I twisted my cap backward and dropped to my knees.
Remmy gasped when I pulled her pelvis forward with a sharp tug. With my chin resting low on her abdomen, I looked up at her. She stared down at me with the most confused yet amused look on her face.
“What am I beggin’ for, honey?”
“Forgiveness,” came her whispered reply.
“Forgiveness, huh?” I drifted the tip of my fingers from her hip to her inner thigh, watching as her gaze shifted from assertion to arousal.
As I grazed my fingertips higher, my grin spread. “Please forgive me, Remmy, for apparently I have sinned. Although mildly, in my humble opinion, I profess my repentance.”
A soft snort came from above. Her hands landed on my shoulders, long nails clawing ever so slightly through my t-shirt. “You’re a fool,” she whispered. “Get up.”
I smirked and ran my fingers along the seam of her tight jeans. “What if I don’t want to?”
Remmy’s boots stayed anchored to the spot, not shifting wider nor restricting my access between her legs.
“I like it down here,” I added, watching her expression closely while smoothing my fingers back and forth.
She didn’t give much away, but I saw the subtle darkening of her eyes and the minute shift in her breath pattern. I smirked, trying to play it cool despite my dick filling. The ache was becoming damn hard to ignore.
One hand sliding up her waist, I hooked my thumb to lift her tank as I went, exposing her toned stomach. I pressed a kiss above her belly button, then looked up to find her head tipped back. I was one for pushing my luck and that was exactly what I did by popping the button on her jeans, then flicking the zipper.
Remmy’s manicured fingers caught mine, stopping my progress, but instead of shoving me away, she gripped my shirt and tugged it over my head. My cap went skidding across the tiles, but Remmy held onto my tee. Her dark eyes flashed a moment before the material wrapped around my neck.
“Get up.” A swift tug accompanied her demand.
Smirking and allowing her to get her own way for the moment, I appeased her. I set my hands on her hips and rose to full height.
Looking down at her and holding her gaze, I arched a brow while awaiting her next order. She was an interesting one: Hard and fearless on the outside, yet there were hints of fleeting softness and uncertainty in the depths of her eyes that she hid well.
“Now what, honey?”
A hint of humor tugged at the corner of her mouth. Her eyes dropped down my chest in a way that left me impatient.
“Remmy,” I barked, then softened my expression after she jolted. “As much as I’m enjoying playing your little game, get to the fucking point.”
Her eyes immediately lifted to mine and flashed, and the shirt around my neck tightened a fraction.
“Direct me to your bedroom, Ace.”
More blood rushed to my cock and all moisture evaporated from my mouth. I’d expected to get down and dirty after dinner, but hell yeah I was all in for before then.
Clearing my throat did nothing to remove the gravelly edge. “Upstairs and straight ahead. But first—” I angled closer and took her face between my hands. After letting a beat pass and without uttering another word, I lowered my mouth to hers.
Long fingernails grazed the side of my bare torso as Remmy’s lips moved against mine. They parted in invitation. An invitation accompanied by her tongue delving and her breasts thrusting higher. This wild, unpredictable woman did crazy things to me. Things I had no control over. She had me thirsty and hungry and blinded and impatient all at the same time. And not just for sex. For her . Her presence and her wit, right along with her authenticity and the confidence to speak her mind. All those traits were admirable individually, but combined, they were a helluva turn on.
I angled her head to the side as my hunger for her increased. Our kiss escalated in urgency between stolen inhales. Each sweep of her tongue against mine pushed my craving to new heights. She bit my lip. I tugged her hair. Her nails burned tracks across my bare torso. I squeezed her breast. Tit for tat, we pushed each other closer to the lines we’d crossed in Montana.
The stitching of her low-cut tank audibly ripped when I forcefully tugged it down to expose the magnificent cleavage I’d buried myself in weeks ago. Christ I’d missed that holy valley.
Having gotten a taste, I was impatient for more. Much more. I blindly walked Remmy backward toward the stairs. When I put my hand out to stop us from bumping into the corner of the wall, she broke the kiss and bit into her lower lip. Still with a firm grip on the t-shirt around my neck, she turned on her heel and ran up the stairs, dragging me behind like a starved dog ready and willing to be anything she commanded.
“Alexa, close the blinds,” I stated as we rushed into the master suite.
The automation system immediately started blocking out the world, though if anyone on the street happened to be looking at the building, they would have seen me pick Remmy up and body slam her onto my bed—my chest to her back.
We bounced once before I took back charge, starting with snatching away my makeshift collar and tossing it across the room.
My lips grazed the shell of her ear as I thrust my erection against her ass. “I’m done begging. Take your clothes off. Now.”
Pushing off her enough to kick out of my shorts and underwear, I kept an eye on her as she peeled off her tank top and blindly threw it onto the floor. With a swift tug, I peeled her jeans down her long, shapely legs, then sucked in a breath when she teased her fingers on the seam of her G-string.
Our eyes locked. I swallowed thickly when she moved her knees wide. As her fingers dipped around the curve of her body, I fisted my steeled cock and tugged a couple of times.
One sinful little smirk was all it took to break my composure. I’d had more patience back in Montana, but tonight I was straight up not fucking around.
I grabbed the front of the measly triangle of fabric covering her pussy and ripped it away with a satisfying snapping sound.
Remmy giggled and reached for my dick. “It’s been too long since I’ve had this.” She flicked her thumb over the pierced tip. “I’ve missed it.”
Kneeling beside her, I bucked into her hand. “I’ve missed this too.”
Her devilish smile slowly appeared as I ran my fingers through her slit, finding it already wet and ready.
“Suck me,” I gritted out as I slowly slid two fingers back and forth.
Grinning, Remmy’s eyes never left mine as she rose onto an elbow. I tugged her hair and moaned with pleasure the instant she slid her lips down my length.
She had me throwing my head back and hissing through clenched teeth, biting against the urge to drive into her.
Impatient to fully lose myself in her, I yanked her away by her hair, then rolled her fully onto her belly. Her ass pointed skyward without me demanding it. Cursing, I dug through my bedside drawer for a condom, then hummed with approval when I spotted Remmy’s fingers already smoothing through her arousal.
While she braced herself with one hand, I stood behind her, angled down, and lined myself up. My fingers bit into her hips as I slid into her to the hilt. I circled my hips, then gathered her long hair in one hand again. Giving it a tug, I pulled a gasp from her mouth, then a low little laugh.
Remmy bumped her hips back into mine in a silent demand. Muscles coiling in my thighs, I slowly eased out of her before thrusting down, grunting when my cock piercing hit deep inside her.
“Yes,” she hissed. “Keep going.”
With one hand biting into her hip for stability and the other swinging on her hair like the reins to a bucking bronco, I slammed into her. Legs burning and with her nails bumping against the column of my dick as she rubbed her clit, finesse went out the fucking window. It was rough and wild. All inhibitions had checked themselves at the door weeks ago in Montana, and this right now was making up for lost time.
Remmy’s cries of pleasure mixed with pain grew increasingly untamed. Her tone pitched, then snagged as she came on my dick, angling higher to meet me, thrust to punishing thrust.
The muscles in my legs screamed and burned, barely keeping up the brutal rhythm yet overridden by primal need to plow Remmy into the mattress.
She gripped the bedsheets during my final, chaotic thrusts before I blew my load so hard it wrenched the air from my lungs.
Legs done and heart running wild, I collapsed and rolled onto my side, bringing a breathless Remmy with me.
“Fuck, I need to invest in some ropes or some shit hanging from the ceiling,” I panted hoarsely, throwing an arm over her heaving torso.
She giggled and playfully swatted my chest. “That would be fun.”
“Christ, my thighs are Jell-O,” I panted. “Call nine-one-one.”
Remmy laughed louder. “Oh my god, you’re such a baby.”
“Says the one not having done the equivalent of a thousand squats in quick succession.” I kissed her shoulder, then groaned as I rolled to sitting to deal with the condom. “You wouldn’t be laughing if the roles were reversed, trust me.”
She leaned in and kissed my bare shoulder. “We can experiment with pegging if you want. All you gotta do is ask, Ace.”
“That’s not what I meant, cheeky bitch.” I tossed the tied condom at her, making her shriek and jump off the bed, tits bouncing and dark hair whipping wildly.
“That’s fucking gross!” she exclaimed through laughter.
“Awww, c’mon baby, I’m sure you’ve had worse.”
“Oh, you have no idea.” With a wicked little smirk and a sassy hair toss, she then walked her pert ass into my en suite.
I shot to my feet and strode after her. “Now I need to know. Do elaborate.”
She snagged my eyes in the reflection of the large mirror behind the vanity while washing her hands. “Story for another day.”
I harrumphed, making Remmy snicker, while throwing away the condom. “I mean, you don’t owe me shit, but when you drop that little nugget, then walk your fine ass away without an explanation, I want to know.”
“We’re hardly even a thing, Scout, let alone dating.” She leaned a hip on the vanity while I washed my hands, then led the way into my bedroom again.
“Should I be concerned?” I asked, eyeing her as I plucked my underwear off the carpet.
Dazzling green eyes met mine as she fastened her bra. “If I were you?” Her lips tugged in amusement. I’d noticed she did it every time she wanted to rile me up. “No, I wouldn’t be concerned.”
“You’re a goddamn tease, woman,” I drawled, shaking out my shorts.
Remmy laughed while pulling on her tank, then freeing her hair caught under the fabric. “And you’re so here for it. On that note… Am I leaving or hanging around for a bit?”
The question made me pause. I hadn’t thought that far ahead. Hell, I hadn’t even planned on fucking her within five minutes of her arriving.
While zipping my shorts, I met her gaze and smirked. “Dunno about you, but I’ve worked up quite an appetite.”
She sauntered over and kissed my cheek. “I thought we just satisfied that.”
I chuckled. “ That appetite is sated for the moment, but the other’s not. I hope you’re hungry, honey, because I’m gonna cook one of my favorite dishes for you.”