Shay pushed away from me and shook her head. “What are you doing? I’m not one of your whores from downstairs. We’re supposed to be friends, nothing more.”
“Stop pretending, Shay. You no more want me to be just a friend than I want you to be just that. If all you wanted from me was friendship, you wouldn’t care who I fucked.”
She closed her eyes, as if what I’d said hurt her, and mumbled, “I don’t care. Fuck whoever you want.”
“Stop lying to yourself! You do care. When you saw Lo come out of my office, you were jealous. Admit it.”
Her eyes flew open and I saw pure anger in their green color. “Don’t flatter yourself. I wasn’t jealous. I just don’t like being lied to.”
“You were jealous, Shay! Why can’t you admit it? What harm comes from admitting you don’t want me sleeping with other women?”
Her face twisted into a grimace as she struggled to hold back the tears. Finally, she shouted, “Fine, you’re right. Does it make you happy to know that the idea of you being with Lola or anyone else makes me jealous?”
“Yeah, it does because just seeing you talk to Kane makes me want to kill someone I’m so jealous, so yeah.”
Shay flailed against me and turned to leave. “I can’t do this with you, Stefan.”
“Do what? Admit you want me like I want you? Why not?”
She stopped just as her hand grabbed the doorknob and hung her head. Silent for a moment, she began to softly cry. “This is a mistake.”
I touched her on the shoulder, and she turned around. Her face was wet with tears, so I wiped them away with the pad of my thumb, gently drying her cheeks. “Why? We’ve hung out every night for weeks and I know you want me like I want you. Why does it have to be a mistake?”
Shay sniffled and looked down toward the floor. “Because you’re going to hurt me when the player comes back.”
“Is that what you think? That the person I’ve been when we’ve been together all these nights is just some act—that once I get you to sleep with me again I’ll go back to who I was?”
She said nothing and didn’t even look up at me. Instead, I saw her give me a tiny nod. Hurt by what she thought of me, I backed away. “I guess you think I deserve that. Maybe you’re right. Maybe I do. But you’re wrong. I haven’t been playing some game just to get you back into bed. I don’t know how it happened, but you made me want to be the person I was all those nights. I’m not going to deny that I wanted you. I did, but if all I could have was friends, I would have been okay with that, hoping that someday you’d want me like I want you.”
She looked up and frowned. “I didn’t know…I saw Lola come out of your office when I got here tonight and I couldn’t help myself. I was so jealous I could barely see straight. Then you didn’t even come up to see me until the bar was closing, and by that time my anger had grown so much that I wanted to hurt you. All those feelings were so confusing. I believed it when I said I just wanted to be friends, but just the thought of you with someone else made me realize that was a lie I kept telling myself to avoid being hurt.”
“I think you were right, Shay. This is a mistake,” I said, hating the words as they left my mouth. Pushing past her, I swung the door open to get the hell out of that room. And her.
“Wait!” she cried as she clung to my arm. “Don’t go. Please.”
I didn’t know if staying was the right thing to do, but something inside me screamed not to let my hurt feelings ruin what we could be. I spun around and took her in my arms. “No more games, Shay. We do this or we admit this can never happen. No turning back.”
She pulled me by the neck and kissed me hard as her body arched into mine. My hands slid down her back to her ass, and I tugged hard on her shorts, desperate to get to what awaited me under them. Shay moaned into my mouth as I made quick work of her thong, tearing it off as her fingers fumbled with my zipper to free my cock.
Taking her hand in mine, I opened my pants and placed her hand back on my cock. Already rock hard, it swelled even more when she wrapped her fingers around it and stroked me from base to tip, staring up at me with a look in those beautiful green eyes I hadn’t seen since the first time we were together.
“Hurry, Stefan. No more waiting,” she pleaded.
I lifted her just above my cock and slowly slid into her, loving the feel of her tight cunt as it swallowed my cock inch by inch. So hot, so wet for me. When she’d taken all of me, I groaned, “Wrap your legs around me. Hang on, princess.”
Shay’s heels pressed hard into my back, even as my hips pulled back to let me plunge back into her, and her hands threaded behind my neck pressed hard against my skin. With each thrust, I claimed her body as mine and tried to push away the jealousy I’d felt just minutes before. I wanted her as mine, even though I’d never wanted that before with a woman.
“Stefan…faster…please, don’t hold back.”
My hands tugged her hair, pulling her head back so she had to look at me as I fucked her. “No holding back. You’re mine now and from this moment on.”
I pounded into her until our bodies were slick with sweat and my legs ached, but I could have held her there on me forever listening to her pant and moan my name as each thrust inched her closer to coming. Her pussy tightened around my cock and she scratched her nails across the back of my neck as her orgasm ripped through her, taking me over the edge with her.
When her body finally ceased its trembling, she pressed her forehead to mine and whispered, “Stefan, what did we do?”
“Shhh. No regrets. Okay?”
Shay pulled me close and hugged me. “Yeah. No regrets.”
THE MORNING sun streamed in through my window, waking me after far too few hours sleep. Groggy, I squinted and rolled over, smashing into Stefan’s side. The man slept like the dead compared to me and barely flinched but mumbled some garbled words as he turned away from me and the unwanted morning light.
My alarm clock announced in bright red numbers that it was barely nine o’clock, way too early for night owls to be awake, so I pulled the blanket up over my head and hoped I could fall back to sleep.
“You know, there are things called shades. Some of them are even room darkening,” Stefan whispered as he snuggled up against my back. “This room is desperately in need of them.”
I turned my head and looked to see him smiling at me. God, he was even sexy first thing in the morning. “Yeah? I’ll get on that right away.”