PROLOGUE
PROLOGUE"Oh, Gia ... that a*s ... The things I would like to do to that round a*s ... baby girl, the things I could do for you, you have no idea ... " Patrick said, grabbing her a*s tightly with both hands.
"Are you freaking kidding me? What the hell is your problem? Jackass–" As Gia spun on her heels to curse him out, he wrapped his strong hands around her and pulled her into a hard kiss; one hand around her tiny waist, one hand between her shoulder blades. His lips came down on hers with force, taking what he wanted and moving his tongue into her mouth before she could react.
His lips were warm, and his scruffy unshaven face tickled. His hard muscular body pressed against hers. She could feel his heart beat against her chest. A groan formed at the back of her throat, and for a moment she was swept up by him. She had thought about what his body would feel like against hers. Her fantasies didn't do him justice. His bulging desire, already hard, pushed against her cotton shorts. With her head spinning and her girly parts damp, she tangled her tongue with his.
His erection jutted out toward her as she tugged at the waistline of his shorts. Patrick grabbed them and shoved them to the floor. My god, he's big. Wrapping her hand around him, she liked the feel of his hardness. Wait--what in the hell was she doing?
I can't do this with Patrick!
She let go of him and evaluated the easiest way to slip out of his grasp. With a clear path to the steps, she could be in her car and the doors locked in minutes.
She tried to push him away. He wasn't having it; his desire overpowered her and her legs became wobbly. She stumbled and her phone fell to the floor. Shoving her back against the counter, he pushed his tongue harder into her mouth, slid his hand from her waist, and down to her a*s. Her shorts slid up as he caressed her bare a*s cheeks.
Her brain tried hard to resist his advances. She had to get out of here. But her body wanted him. Her girly parts cursed her for trying to leave.
His hardness pushed into her shorts again. She was dizzy with l**t and couldn't think straight. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew this was wrong, but the s*x hormones held that reality hostage. Her stomach flopped as he explored her mouth.
Her tongue danced with his. All common sense had left her body.
Lifting her tiny t-shirt off, he threw it across the room. He reached around and unhooked her lacy, pink b*a, throwing it across the room as well.
His mouth closed around one of her n*****s, hungrily tasting her. Her insides melted. She wanted to resist him, but fire ran through her body. She wanted to push his smug, cocky face away from her, but her body wouldn't let her. Her brain told her to leave, but her muscles wouldn't let her feet move. Grabbing her thighs he lifted her up around his waist. She could feel him erect through his shorts. Involuntarily, her legs wrapped tightly around him as he carried her to his bed.
All thoughts of running left her brain, replaced with a rush of hormones.
Her head spun. She didn't know what she was doing; she only knew she didn't want him to stop. His nails dug into her hips as he held her in place.
She wanted him ... inside her ... now. She grabbed his wavy hair, pulling him up to her. She was caught up in him; she was caught up in this moment. A sexy smile curved across his lips.
