Shock rippled through me a second later as a sharp sting ran across my cheek. I had not seen that one coming. She actually slapped me!
“Listen to me carefully, I will say this only once.” She practically growled the words through her teeth, all the while pulling my hand away from where it was comfy and warm. “I. Am. Not. A. Hoe. You want to pay someone, go find the little tramp you just had all over you.”
Any other man would have crawled into a hole to hide from the anger burning in her eyes. Not me. It made me want her more.
Without thinking about it. I pulled her head back with the hand still in her hair and met her half way. I roughly slammed my lips onto hers. The fight left her rather quickly after my tongue invaded her mouth, claiming her. It was only seconds later that her arms wrapped around my head, and her chest was pressed against mine. The purse having slipped to between our thighs.
We were both out of breath when I finally released her. I didn’t let her move away though. I kept her locked in place and laid my forehead against hers.
“What the hell is your name?”
She huffed out a breathless laugh. “Fiona.”
I groaned. “It’s a fitting name for you. A beautiful name, for a beautiful woman.”
She huffed again and tried to move away. I wasn’t having it though. I kissed her again. Fiona whimpered when I moved away though.
“I am not calling you a hooker. I am asking you to spend one night with me. Not because I will ignore the last bit of interest, that will just be a favor I grant because you convinced me to. I want you to stay with me because I am entranced by your beauty, by your wit, and by this mouth.” I pulled lightly on her bottom lip with my thumb, thinking about biting it.
“I…I don’t…”
I rubbed the back of her head just hard enough to make her look up. “Stop over thinking it. It’s one night. I doubt you have to work tomorrow, so what is the harm in releasing a bit of stress all night?”
“All night, huh? That’s pretty presumptuous.”
I chuckled at her and leaned down to her neck, biting it softly. “No, it’s confidence.”
Fiona moaned loudly into my ear, making my right hand drop back down to her legs. She refused to part them this time though.
“Not here.”
The next bite was not so soft. Neither were her nails in the back of my neck as she held me in place. By the time either of us released the other, she was sporting quite the beauty mark.
“I have a small studio upstairs.”
“Why? Do you take many women up there with you?” Her tone said she was offended by the thought of it, but there was a glimmer in her eyes.
I poked her in the side, causing her to break into a fit of giggles. Fiona was ticklish. That was going to be fun.
