“Do not yell at me.” she stated through clenched teeth.
She knew she had to stand her ground right now but it was slightly hard to do with an angry wall of male muscle in front of her and here she was in a shirt, panties and some really ugly slippers.
“You’re lucky I haven’t strangled you yet.”
“Look mister, you barged in here not the other way around.” She took a step back when he took a menacing step forward. He was livid. In all the encounters she’d had with him this was the first time she’d seen his easy going demeanor completely slip. His eyes were cold and they narrowed, as his muscles bulged with every breath he took, looking like he was that much closer to exploding. If she was trying to find a plus side, at least he was still talking to her. He leaned down until he was inches from her face and she could smell alcohol on his breath.
“Are you drunk?” she blurted out.
His jaw clenched and he closed his eyes for a moment, muttering something she couldn’t quite understand, then his eyes opened and glared at her. “No I’m not drunk. Although you sure could drive a man to it.” he paused and just as she was about to say something he held a hand up and placed a long finger against her lips. “Shh. You and I need to lay down some ground rules Lena O’Donnell.”
She arched a brow looking at his finger but he just kept it there while continuing to glare her into the door.
“First. You do not get to run away from me anymore. You get to act like the adult you are and actually confront your issues.” He seemed to notice she wanted to say something but he just shook his head at her. “You hung up on me, so obviously you didn’t have anything to say. So right now you can just listen. I don’t know what I said to piss you off tonight but from the short phone call, your highness granted me, I gather you thought I was trying to tell you that my fantasy woman was running around somewhere on the streets of Chicago and that hurt your feelings.”
Lena opened her mouth trying to say anything in her own defense but he just pushed that finger closer against her lips, almost flattening them.
“Second new rule. You don’t get to hang up on me. It’s rude and extremely annoying. It’s a cowards way out and I know you’re braver than that.”
Her eyes narrowed fractionally and he nodded. “That’s right Lena. I’m onto you and all your little quirks. If we’re going to do this, which is what I thought we were trying to do, you need to let me in. I’m sick of walking on egg shells around you and quite frankly I’m tired of being worried I’ll offend you. So suck it up princess. Easy, relaxed Mason is gone. There’ll be no more, ok Lena you just come back when you’re ready.” he paused, removed his finger and stood straight. “Because guess what? I’m ready now.”
Lena stepped around him heading for the couch when she felt his hand grip her arm and spin her back.
She turned on him and lifted her head. “You going to man handle me all night Langley or is this just the pre show?”
Narrowing his eyes he let her go and she made her way over to the couch. She sat down and watched him move to come and stand in front of her. He was fuming mad. She could see the fury bubbling in those eyes and when he stood there silently she tilted her head up . “Are you just going to stand there all night? Or are you going to sit?”
“I’m not a damn dog Lena!”
Trying hard not to grin at that comment, because she knew he would not appreciate it, she bit the inside of her cheek and scooted forward until her butt was on the edge of the couch. Looking up at him she placed her hands on her thighs and nodded. “I agree with you.”
He widened his stance and put his hands on his hips. Did he not realize she was eye line with his very hard erection and all she wanted to do was touch?
“What did you just say?”
Guiltily raising her eyes she felt the heat on her cheeks. “I said I agree with you.”
“Just like that?”
Finally Lena gave in to the urge that was pushing at her. She reached forward and just when her fingers were about to make contact with the front of his pants he reached out quickly and grabbed her wrist. Her eyes snapped up to his and she saw they were burning down at her.
“I asked you a question. It’s rude not to answer.”
Biting her bottom lip Lena shivered at the slow deep voice that had just made it’s way down between her thighs. She felt him tug her arm and she was forced to stand as he pulled her wrist and she fell against him. Craning her neck back she lowered her eyes and took a deep breath in. She could feel his hand grip tighter around her wrist as her breasts rose against their clasped hands.
“Yes. I agree with you. Just like that.”
He leaned down until his mouth was hovering over hers and their eyes were so close it was almost hard to focus.
“You drive me fucking crazy.” and with that he crushed his mouth down onto hers.
Her lips parted against the brutal assault and she almost toppled backwards but his other hand snaked out and wrapped itself around her waist. The grip he had on her wrist kept her close to him but as she felt his tongue dive deep inside her mouth she knew there was not a chance in hell she was going anywhere. Moaning against him she moved up onto her tiptoes pushing her mouth back hard against his. He groaned deep in his throat and released her wrist. Just that quickly Lena felt a fire lick through her veins as she reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck. His free arm joined the second and came around to crush her in closer. She felt one of his hands reach down and smooth over her shirt that was barely protecting her from his hand being on her panty clad ass then she let out a squeak as he hauled her up and she had no choice but to wrap her legs around his waist. Hitched up against his hips she could feel his erection pressed between her thighs and his hard belly. She moaned against his mouth and gripped his neck tighter as she rocked up against him. He wrenched his head back and looked up at her. He took a deep breath and she watched his Adam’s apple move as he swallowed.
“If you’re gonna say no. Say it now.”
Lena felt a shiver race down her spine as she spread her fingers at the back of his neck then pushed them up through his hair. He tipped his head back and closed those beautiful blue eyes groaning at the sensation. Then when she gripped the hair tight his eyes flashed open and she smirked at him. “Or else?”
Mason’s fingers clenched on her delectable ass as he tried to get control of his raging hormones. She felt so damn good all pressed up against him she was lucky he could manage to string more than two words together. Then she had to go and throw out a challenge accompanied by a sexy smirk and a little hair tugging. He was so screwed if she said no. Looking up at her he said on a deep breath. “Or else, three year’s of celibacy is about to be over.”
He watched her eyes narrow but this time not in anger. Her eyes narrowed with sensual intent as she leaned down and placed her mouth by his ear. She flicked his lobe with her tongue and whispered. “Yes please.”
Groaning somewhere in the pit of his stomach he managed to make his way to the couch and turn to sit down with her still in his lap. With her now straddling his lap. He was about to reach down and haul her shirt up and off when she placed her hands on his chest and pushed him so he was leaning back against the couch and she was perched on his thighs. Her shirt had ridden up and he could see her blue panties peeking out at him and all he wanted to do was rip them the fuck off.
“Lena.” he warned, not knowing what he was about to do. She ran her hand that was resting on his chest down along his abdomen to stop at the silver buckle on his belt, then her eyes came up to meet his.