you are Austin Clark, the man that left our little town and made a name for himself.”
“I’m almost certain you’re enjoying this.”
I pushed off from the counter and walked over to the door. I turned the sign around to indicate that the shop was closed and then I locked the front door and pushed a button that let the security gates down.
“Level of enjoyment is subjective, Austin,” I replied.
“Then why would you call me here? To rub it in?”
I pulled out the envelope with the handwritten check in it and handed it to him.
“What’s this?”
“I needed your mailing address, but since I didn’t have it and you’re here now. Open it.”
He did just that and then exhaled. “I told you—”
“I know what you told me. I’m going to pay back that loan, regardless of what you think, Austin.”
“A hard head makes a very soft ass, Valerie,” he said, and then ripped the check in two and then in fours and placed the torn pieces on the counter.
I gasped.
“Don’t look so shocked,” he said.
The content smirk on his face told me that he had anticipated my reaction. He came around the counter and I had no choice but to back up against the wall behind me. He caged me in by pressing the flat of his palm on the surface right next to my head. My body responded in kind, heating up the mere centimeters of spacing between us. My nipples beaded against my bra. All I wore was a thin tank top and a bra due to the heat so I knew the evidence of my weakness was visible.
“Come any closer and I’ll make you pay.”
He chuckled softly. “Of course you will.” He arched one perfect brown eyebrow. “How would you like me to pay? He parted my legs with one gentle nudge of his thighs and then pressed his hips to mine. “Like this?” He was big and heavy against me. “Do you know what it’s like being in a state of constant arousal because of one woman?”
“You bastard,” I muttered.
“Yes, I am.”
“Why are you doing this to me? You’re the one who left. I forgave you, but I will not give in again. I don’t think I can trust any man like I did before.”
His eyes softened. “I want you now. You’re what I need. You’ve always been what I needed.” His breath fanned against my neck. “Be with me. Just this once. Let me show you what I’ve been fantasizing to do to you for years.”
I arched against him. I wanted him touching me everywhere. “Austin.”
“Let’s take it one day at a time. We don’t have to make any promises. Let’s just indulge in what we both obviously want. I didn’t come to run, Valerie. I came to take you back with me. If you don’t want to go, that’s fine. I’ll stay here with you. Whatever you need, I’ll do it.”
His lips traveled up from my neck and across my face, lingering against my cheek until he finally took my mouth. He nibbled gently at my bottom lip until I gave him free access. He kissed me more gently now than he did the other night. Our tongues played and twirled and my body rejoiced in the throes of our passion.
“Austin,” I mumbled against his lips. “I’m tired of being the one with the broken heart.”
I pushed against him, but he captured my wrists with his hand and lifted them above my head. Next he dipped his head and slid his hot, eager tongue against my cleavage. He used his free hand to lift my top until it came to rest at the top of my breasts. One tug behind my back and my bra was loose around me and my breasts dropped free from its confines. He plucked gently at my nipples with his fingers, rolling the buds around gently.
I moaned and rocked my hips against him. “Please…”
“I’ll do that, Valerie. I will please you until you’re satisfied beyond your wildest imaginations.”
Without warning, he bent his head low and took a nipple into his mouth and sucked, licked, and played there. He went back and forth between both breasts, leaving wet, heated trails all over my skin.
“Remember I told you what I wanted to