She pulled away and Micah watched her go.
Dean was by the stairs, but Micah didn’t think Daphne saw him. As always, his friend was silent, watching, waiting.
He shoved his hands into his pants pockets. “Well, we’re fucked.”
“No, we’re not.”
Micah snorted. “I’m considered the charming one, and she didn’t fall for me. What makes you think she’s going to fall for you?”
Dean raised his brow. “You think I’m going to give her a choice?”
Micah growled. Fuck Dean and his dominant ass. No one was going to beat him. Out of the three of them, he was the one who’d hurt her the least.
Chapter Two
Dean followed Daphne outside to the small little rose garden that lay just beyond the patio and a small patch of grass for people to take a stroll. Her bed-and-breakfast was one of the most well-to-do within the area, offering a great deal of privacy and beauty. For years, people in town would often gossip about what happened here. Unless you had a booking, there were no random stop-offs.
Daphne’s gran had been strict about her privacy and rules.
He watched her now as she bent toward a large, thick mass of roses. She pressed her face against them, inhaling their sweet scent. He expected her to take one of the harsh flowers and snap it off, but she didn’t. She merely took her time inhaling the scent.
She reached out, touching one of the petals.
He’d give anything to be those blooms.
“Why are you following me?” Daphne asked. She glanced over her shoulder, her dark-brown gaze penetrating his. Did she know what he was thinking? How he wanted her? Craved to feel her naked curves wrapped around his body? To drive his cock so deep within her that she couldn’t think straight? Rather than say those words, he watched her. She stepped away from the bed and took off past a couple of large trees and over a small bridge under which a trickle of water filtered through. He didn’t know how her grandma came to inherit such a beautiful piece of land, but the two women had improved on it, he was quite sure.
When they got to the gazebo, Daphne spun around and held her hands up. “Stop. Okay? Just stop. The silent staring was acceptable in high school because I knew you were thinking up your torture plans, but it’s not okay now. We’re grown adults.”
“But you liked me watching you.”
“No, I didn’t.”
He reached out, touching her face. So soft and gentle was the feel. “Yeah, you did.”
“You’re delusional.”
“No, delusional is believing that after everything I put you through, you’re going to pick me.”
She frowned at him. “You make absolutely no sense.”
“No, and what about this?” He sank his fingers into her hair, gripping the strands and tilting her head back as he slammed his lips down on hers. She held on to his shoulders but she didn’t once try to push him away.
Her nails dug into his flesh, and he imagined she’d have drawn blood if it wasn’t for his t-shirt.
Wrapping her hair around his fist, he tightened his hold, moving her back so there was no escape from him or the gazebo. She cried out, and he plundered her mouth, tasting her.
Sliding a thigh between hers, he brought it up, rubbing against her core. Her teeth bit down on his lips and he pulled back, smiling. There were no cries for him to stop.
“It’s rather warm out here,” he said. Her nipples were rock-hard.
“Fuck you.”
“I think you want me to fuck you. I bet your cunt is dripping for me. Tell me, Daphne, how many men have you taken? How many cocks have been inside this pussy?”
“You’re disgusting.”
“And you want me.” He slid his hand down, pressing against her pulse before cupping one of her large tits.
She started to moan but suddenly stopped as she bit her lip.
“That’s right, sweetheart. Try to hide what I do to you. I know the truth and this body wants me.”
“You’re insane, Dean. There’s no way I could ever want you.”
“Oh, but I think you do.”
“Why? You’ve always thought that ever since I saw that cheerleader giving you head in the girls’ bathroom.”
He smiled. “I remember very well. She was going to yell at you, but I made sure her mouth was stuffed with cock. I didn’t care that it was her lips on my dick or her throat that swallowed my cum. I thought about you the entire time. I imagined it was you pulling me into that fucking bathroom. Your hands getting my cock out and your lips wrapped right around it.” He ran his thumb across her bottom lip. So tempting. “You’d have swallowed me, wouldn’t you?”
He moved down to wrap his fingers around her neck, gripping a little tighter. “I’d be able to feel you swallowing my cum right here. I bet you’d love it. I’d lick your cunt until you came all over my face. If you want to know what I’ve been thinking about for the last twelve years, then it’s quite simple. I’ve been thinking about you. All you.”
She shoved him away hard.
He could have quite easily kept her trapped, but he knew she needed to get away. He’d bombarded her senses enough for today and being a master at this game meant knowing when to back down.
“I haven’t thought about you, Eric, or Micah once. I don’t want you here, and if you had any mercy at all, you’d leave me in peace. You had your fun years ago.” She ran back toward the house.
Damn.
That hadn’t gone exactly as he’d
