The Irresistible Bundle (119 page)

Desirae nuzzles my neck whispering all the dirty things she wants to do to me. Hot damn she's killing me. My body's too sensitized, a fucking live wire buzzing with unspent energy. It won't take her much to make me blow but I don't want that. The line needs to be drawn right now, at least for a little while. I'm not a tease, not by a long shot but Des needs to know this means something more to me. I refuse to be just anyone to her. I want to be her everything.... Like she's mine.

"Let me take care of you" her words weaken my resolve. It's no secret that she's multitalented but I need her on my terms. Having a quickie in the club bathroom or getting a blowjob while in the back alley is definitely not what I envision when it comes to me and her. I like to get down and dirty. I'm not plain vanilla but I don't necessarily know if I can entirely hang with Des either.

She cups my screaming dick making me jump back a foot. I can only manage to stay in control for so long and having her hands on my body won't help in the slightest. Doesn't matter who started this; I need to end it.

"Another time
Tesoro
" I kiss her forehead trying to soften the blow. No matter what I do from this point I know it'll only piss her off even more. Tangling with Desirae compares to willingly walking across a minefield and not getting blown to pieces.

Complete mind-fuck.

Fucking exhilarating.

But well worth it in the end.

Desirae's mouth falls open in utter disbelief. Yep, I expected that. No one ever says no to the firecracker but I expect this won't be the first time I have to walk away. Before her brain can catch up I disappear into the sea of sweaty bodies. My fingers find their way into my mouth making my knees almost buckle the moment I taste her exquisiteness. Fuck me. So glad I walked away before I did that; now there's no guarantee I won't taste it the next opportunity I get. I have to get out before all good sense completely abandons me. After a quick text to Griffin I slip out away from my sister and the woman driving me insane with want and need.

PLAYING DIRTY

~ DIEGO ~

I want her. I need to have her. And I want to do it on my terms but Des doesn't play like that. She's the captain of her ship; the mistress of the dungeons; and the dictator of my world. She has the potential to own me, to ruin me, to enslave me. Take your pick.

She's more than just miles of soft curves, heated stares, and wicked smiles. Desirae's emerald eyes ensnare and bewitch. They lure you in making sensuous promises and keep you entranced with hopes to uncover the shadows behind her eyes. Maybe I am caught up in her spell. Maybe I'm obsessed. Maybe I have a hero-savior complex. Don't know. Don't care. But I fucking love whatever it is that she's doing to me.

I've had plenty of girlfriends. I've fallen in and out of love. I've experienced pure lust and acted on it. But Desirae is on a whole other level. She runs in the opposite direction screaming
fire
if someone even hints at a committed relationship. I know she has history with baggage. I know she has issues but don't we all?

I keep replaying the other night. I can still taste her on my lips. My fingers still tingle with the sensations of her clenching muscles. My body roars to claim her, to make her mine but I deny myself the only thing I've ever wanted. Desirae is exactly the kind of girl who will let you between her legs but out of her heart. And as much as I want between those luscious thighs I need to get through her impenetrable walls before I penetrate anywhere else.

The memory of her soft curls haunts me. I never dreamed Desirae would be the kind of girl with a forest of curls below. Amazingly it doesn't turn me off. On the contrary I want to rub my nose all up in it. My mouth waters with the desire to feel the coarseness of her hair soaked with her glistening juices. I don't often go down on girls unless I'm in a monogamous relationship. But for Desirae I might break my own rule. For her I'm willing to bend.

"You've got that look" Griffin sprawls on the couch of our apartment next to me. He makes a circular motion to my face waiting for an explanation.

"What look" I retort. Yeah, I know what he's implying but I don't think I'm ready to discuss Des right now.

"Is this about Freckles?"

Damn my best friend knows me too well. I rub my face trying to regain my composure. "What the fuck am I supposed to do with her?"

Griffin rubs the back of his neck, looking completely perplexed. "That's a rhetorical question right? Cause I can tell you what you
should
be doing with her."

"Shut the fuck up" I grouse. Everyone's automatic reaction is to fuck her but Desirae is more than that. She's a hidden treasure even amongst the crown jewels and priceless artifacts.

"Seriously dude" he turns completely facing me, "What do you want?"

"Her" I reply without hesitation. That's the easy part. "But I want more than she's willing to give me."

"There has to be a compromise or something" Griffin shrugs like it's such an easy solution.

"Have you ever tried negotiating with either troublemaker?" I snicker. Carina and Desirae are two fucking peas in a pod. I swear they were sisters in a previous lifetime.

"You can try dictating the terms and boundaries" he states matter-of-factly like he does this shit all the time. "Either she's going to meet you halfway or she'll tell you to fuck off."

She may very well agree to something but that's not what concerns me. I don't know if I'll be able to stay away from her; especially now that I've gotten a taste. All its taken is one morsel, one drop of her ambrosia and I'm addicted. Desirae isn't one to be handled with kid gloves but I've got to do things right if we're going to be any kind of couple. I know she wants it though she claims otherwise. It's in the way she wistfully stares at Carina and the guys. She can't fake or restrain the longing glances and reverent words.

Griffin slaps me hard on the back. "Good luck bro" he solemnly shakes his head like I've been sentenced to death or something.

~

"Uh-oh" Andrea snickers as I stalk towards the three troublemakers. Technically Carina and Desirae are the fearsome duo but Andrea's rising in the ranks of troublemakers. "Which one of you is in trouble with hot stuff?"

I almost trip but catch myself. Really? Hot stuff? "Take a walk with me" I motion to Desirae. She looks expectantly at Carina as if I'd addressed her. Oh no sweetheart, I made eye contact with you. She can pretend all she wants but I will drag her sexy ass right out of here and I don't give a shit if she comes kicking and screaming the whole way.

"He's talking to you not me" Carina shoves Desirae forward. Thank you sis; I snatch Desirae by the wrist before she has time to react.

"What the hell's your problem" she huffs. She isn't spitting mad so that's a good sign.

"I want to talk, in private" I add for good measure. Sometimes the little vixen takes me literally making it work to her advantage.

"We don't have anything to discuss" she retorts. Oh goodie. There are the little flames licking up her torso, over her head. Don't wanna miss the firework show do we?

"Of course we do" I reply nonchalantly, further pissing her off. Have I mentioned how beautiful she looks when she's ticked? Her freckled cheeks redden; her eyes glitter with promises of retribution, and she growls. She fucking growls like a wild animal. Damn, that's hot.

"Diego if you value your nut sac you'll let me go right now" she snarls.

"Oh, promises, promises" I sigh. I don't loosen my grip not even by a fraction. She won't win this contest of wills. "I want to talk about the other night."

"It's okay I totally understand" she stage whispers. What the fuck is she talking about? "A lot of guys suffer from premature ejaculation. Your secret's safe with me."

I stand there stunned. Where in the ever-loving hell does she come up with this shit? Desirae yanks her wrist away. She places her hands on her hips glaring at me. I can stoop to her level and throw a cheap shot but that won't get us anywhere.

"I want you" her eyes widen in surprise, completely not expecting me to start off like that.

"You have a hell of a way showing it" she barks. Yeah Freckles doesn't stay down and out for long. Better always have my A-game around her.

"I'm not like every other guy..." I bite down on my lip. Ugly words want to spew from my mouth to incite a reaction from her. She wants me but she also flirts with anything that has a dick and I don't play like that.

"If I hadn't felt you poking me the other night I would've thought you had a vagina" she snickers. Damn it's hard not to retaliate.

"I want to be with you" I calmly but firmly state. "But I want all of you."

"You rejected me the other night" she looks away but not before I see the flash of hurt in her eyes. I didn't want to hurt her but I had to walk away. It was the right thing to do for both of us. She may not regret one-night stands but I know we won't be able to move forward by starting out taking two-steps back.

"I didn't reject you
Tesoro
" I gently remind her. "But I want more than to spend the night with you. I want to wake up and eat breakfast together. I want you to tell me about your day. I want to share my dreams with you. I want it all."

Desirae blinks hard. Her mouth parts but she doesn't form words. I'd be lying if I said I thought my confession could change everything. It'll take more than a few spoken words and promises. Desirae believes in actions more than words.

"You don't know what you're asking for" she breathes. Her eyes frantically look around; I step closer to her hoping she doesn't bolt. I'll run after her but I'm not in the mood to chase her.

"I want to be with you" I reiterate. "It won't be easy and sometimes it won't be pretty." I admit. I don't expect anything to be easy or perfect with Desirae because if it were too easy it wouldn't be worth it.

"A lot of times" she interjects.

I smile; can't help it. She isn't telling me to fuck off. She's listening. "Maybe" I agree, "But it'll be worth it." She isn't ready to hear that
she's
worth it but someday she will be and I intend to be by her side.

"I don't do the boyfriend thing"

"And I don't do the fuck buddy thing." I counter.

She instantly scowls. I bite the inside of my cheek fighting against the smile that threatens to break through. Her hands go from her hips to across her chest. Uh-oh. Freckles is about to throw a fit.

"What kind of a man are you? Who doesn't want a guaranteed lay?"

"The kind of man that's in it for the long run; I'm not a hit it and quit it kind of guy Des. You won't pull that shit with me. We start slow. We get to know each other out of the bedroom before ever stepping foot inside."

"That's the biggest crock of shit I've ever heard!" She screeches. Her cheeks flush as her hands ball into tight fists. She isn't having this. At. All.

The words
take it or leave it
burn my tongue. I know if I say it, I'll lose her before I've ever really had her. "Did you like what happened the other night?" I challenge. Fuck yes she loved every minute of it. She better not even try to deny it.

She shrugs but the delicious blush creeping up her neck, face, and ears relay a different story. I step forward invading her personal space. Desirae swallows loudly as my gruff voice reminds her of a few things. "I can still taste you on my tongue
Tesoro.
I want nothing more than to spread you out on my bed and fuck you with my mouth."

"Isn't that against your sacred rules?" Her voice cracks. Good. I inhale deeply. Fuck me. Her arousal assaults my senses. Her musky scent instantly makes me hard. Her pebbled nipples have my fingers itching to pluck them.

"No penetration" I clarify. "There's plenty of fun stuff we can do in between." I grab her hair pulling her head back. She arches into me; her eyes dilating with lust. I cup between her legs almost falling to my knees right there. Her heat radiates onto my palm. I stifle the groan trying to maintain my sanity while having her in my arms. I reluctantly move my hand. I press my palm against her chest, over her heart. Her breath quickens. It takes an eternity before she locks eyes with me. "When I get this" I press against her ribcage, "You can get this" I grab her hand allowing her to cup my needy dick.

She opens her mouth and I can see it. She's about to say something stupid; something that will ruin this moment... I yank her hand away but keep her close. "When you're ready to cut through the bullshit I'll be here."

"Fuck you Diego" She hisses. She's spitting mad and I'm okay with that. Indifference would've killed me but this anger stems from something else. She feels something.

"I'm only tolerating your language right now because I know you're scared." I whisper sternly. "All I'm asking is for you to give us a chance. I'm not asking you to marry me. I'm not asking for more than you can give."

Her face falls breaking me. Every time we're within reach a gaping hole opens up before us making it impossible to reach each other. I pull her close to me needing to feel her warmth, her body. I nuzzle her face and neck. Desirae trembles beneath me. I won't ask if she's okay because I know she's not. This is too much too fast. A quick fuck? She's good. But opening herself up is like asking for the impossible to happen.

Desirae wraps her arms around my waist. I don't need anything more at the moment. My lips find hers and unlike the other night this kiss is soft, tender, and reverent. She needs to know what it's like to be cherished, worshipped, and adored. And I'm just the man who can teach her that.