The snide resolution in her tone sinks deep, and I'm in her space in two strides, yanking her close. "I'm cutting you some slack since you're not used to nice gestures, but I'm telling you now—no matter how fucking mad you get, don't fucking threaten me with walking away. If you haven't clued in yet, I'm a pretty easygoing man when it comes to you. I've shown a lot of patience and you have been at the center of all my decisions. But you try to back away from what's happening here, you'll see exactly how bossy I can be. A man like me doesn't wait a lifetime to find the woman he loves to let her go."
She jerks, a tremor rolling through her, and she head plants into my chest. "Damn you, Miller!"
There is a certain power behind her words, and when I lift her chin, the searing attitude has vanished. Her eyes are now glittering and full of emotion.
"I've been channeling my inner bitch for hours! My panties were gone the moment your dad walked out the door! Now you ruined the Ashlyn's being a bitch sex!"
"You spent all day being rude because you wanted bitch sex?"
"Well, yes. I got upset, but it didn't hit the high Prada Princess level. So I dug deep and prepared to provoke you."
"And?"
"Then you go and say I'm the woman you love and I can't..."
I barely process what's she said, dropping her chin, working my belt, button and fly until my cock springs free, and I’m hefting her up. She latches around me, wiggling until her skirt moves and her pussy glides along my shaft.
"You ready for me?"
She barely nods before my hips surge up, slamming into her until I'm buried deep.
"Oh my God." Her head drops back.
My hands go to her ass, and I drive into her faster. She arches, ramming down to meet my strokes and clenches.
"Don't," I bite out, "… so tight, hot… soaking wet. You're going to take me hard, baby."
Her head snaps up, and the blazing hunger in her eyes turns daring with challenge. She licks her bottom lip, trailing her hand up my neck to the back of my head, and fisting my hair.
"We did sweet this morning. I want it rough and dirty."
"Dress off, baby. Give me your tits."
She whips the dress over her head, strips off her bra, and arches up. My mouth closes over one nipple, sucking deep, knowing it'll leave a mark. I pin her to the fireplace and thrust harder.
"Hold on to me." The demand comes out clipped.
Her hands link around my neck and I pick up speed, driving in and out of her relentlessly, moving my mouth to the other side. Her thighs tremble around my waist as her breathing increases. She pivots her hips, flexing her muscles and closing even tighter around my dick.
I raise my face to meet hers and feel the heat searing through every inch of my body. Her green eyes are wild with hunger, glowing bright. They hold me hostage, telling me her thoughts without words.
The unfiltered desire bleeding through her sparks a new kind of possession. My hands dig into her ass, keeping her anchored to me. Sweat trickles down my back as I fuck her with determination.
She bucks into me, bouncing her hips until our bodies are moving in rhythm.
"Miller," she moans, her eyes glazing.
"Go, Princess."
"I want you."
"I'll be with you on the second. Give it to me."
Her head drops back to the wall, and I bend in, trailing my tongue over her pulse. She lets out a gasp, chanting my name.
A flood of heat coats my dick. Her body trembles as she comes undone, pulling me deeper and deeper.
"Shit." The familiar knot coils low in my stomach.
I angle her hips, adjust the position, and know I've hit the spot when she cries out, the sound ricocheting around the empty house. I lose control, drilling into her with relentless force.
"Too much… it's too much," she whines, pain slicing through the back of my neck where her nails dig into my skin.
"Touch yourself, I'm close."
"I don't need to."
"Your pussy is sucking me dry, baby. My balls are coated in you, ready to fucking blow. Get there."
Her eyes pop open at the same time she heaves down. That's all it takes for my cock to swell and explode.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," I grate out, feeling each pulse inside her as she convulses. My heart hammers against my ribs, thunder roaring in my ears. She yells into the room, wiggling against me.
My cock lurches inside of her again and she cries out in pleasure.
"Please," she begs, dropping her head to my chest.
"That's all you."
She stills, coming down and catching her breath. After a few minutes, her body jiggles with quiet laughter. "I'm definitely bringing out the bitch more often."
"Princess, you want to be fucked against a wall, just say the word. Give me a few minutes and we can have a repeat performance."
"I think you may need to carry me to the bathroom to clean up."
"In a second."
She raises her face to mine. "We're kinda messy."
"Don't give a shit. I came so hard my vision went black. Let me hold you like this for a little longer."
Her gorgeous smile radiates right before she slants in to kiss me.
Chapter 16
Miller
For the first time in hours, I catch Ashlyn alone and know it's my chance. She doesn't hear me coming behind her and jumps when I circle her waist and place my lips at her neck.
"You good?"
"Depends on what you mean by good. My stomach is about to burst, my muscles hurt from laughing, and in the last five hours I've been ridiculed and humiliated by my asshole brothers."
"Yeah, you're good." I kiss along her neck as she melts into me.
"I grew up with some wild family Thanksgivings, but this tops them all."
"Say the word and I'll get us home."
She spins so fast her hair whips my face, and
