Addicted

by Claire Adams

  "What if I want a love story? What if I'm not the girl that can have a one-night stand? It's just not in my blood to be anything other than what I am." I spun and pressed my back to his chest, rolling my hips as the song shifted to something sensual and naughty. "How do I become her and live in that life for a while? How do I get that break in reality?"

  His hand spayed out across my stomach as he leaned down and licked just below my ear. "I'm not sure, but I want to help you find out. Getting over this dick-wad by the bar might just be the opening yourself up to casual dating for fun. Live a little?"

  He was right, and yet another part of me lamented over the fact that all he was willing to give was a few nights of fun. I kept returning to the same conversation with myself over and over about not needing a man in my life. It would seem it was the only sane way to get through any of the shit I had currently facing me.

  I lifted my arm in the air and arched my back, pressing my ass against Easton's arousal and moaning softly as he rocked it against me over and over until my body cried out for penetration.

  Turning, I glanced up at him and took a sharp breath. "I want to be someone else tonight."

  "I like you just the way you are." He leaned down and brushed his lips by mine. "Just stop being mad at me. I'm struggling too, if you haven't noticed."

  "One night. One night to see what this is between us." I ran my fingers by his lips and cried out quietly as he sucked two of my fingers deep into his mouth. "I need you."

  He pulled back and slid his hands over the curve of my rear as he rocked against me again. "Then let's get out of here and go back to the hotel. I'll give you anything you want. Anything you need."

  Lust pumped through me in violent waves, far harder than anything else I'd felt before. I wasn't the type of woman to spend the night with a stranger, but maybe it was time for that to change. My life hadn't panned out so well thus far. Maybe a subtle shift to elevate pleasure above all else would help. Everyone else seemed to do it.

  "Get the fuck off my girl." Jackson's tone was loud and immediately set me on edge. He was the kind of guy who loved a good fight more than anything else.

  I wanted passion in my life, but I didn't want anything to do with drama.

  Chapter 16

  Easton

  She fit perfectly against me, her body so incredibly tight and pliable as I rocked against her. The fact that her ex-boyfriend had shown up in the club was honestly a little hard to believe. He had to have planned them bumping into each other, or fate was working overtime for the week.

  I spread my fingers out wide across her stomach as I rubbed myself against her. She needed to know how far beyond hot she was. The fact that my body was almost shaking with need should have been more than enough to remind her. She was a good girl, the kind of woman I could take home and plan a future with, but she was hurting – a lot.

  The tall guy who'd caused most of it stopped in front of us and barked at me to move away from Vivian, as if he had the right to demand anything from either of us.

  She lifted her hand and pressed it to his chest. "I don't want any trouble. Seriously."

  "Then stop dry humping some dude right in front of me. You're not a slut, Viv. Don't be one just to impress me. It's not becoming." He swatted her hand from his chest angrily.

  I tugged her behind me and moved up, looking Jackson in the eye as our height matched up perfectly. He was almost the same body type as me, but had a little more muscle than I did. Had to be because he was still in college and I was living a busy-ass life.

  Has to be.

  "Fuck off. No one's interested in your attitude or the way you treat women. Find someone else to mess around with. Vivian's mine, and I'm not going anywhere. You messed up. Live with it." I straightened my shoulders and tilted my head just a little, making sure he knew by my stance alone that I had no problem whooping his ass in the middle of the dance floor. Vivian might not be ready to spend the night in jail, but I was if it was necessary. My boss, Jon, was a brawler like no other. He would understand if I called for help. So would my dad.

  "Who are you, anyway? Vivian was just in the grocery store crying her fucking face off over me on Sunday." He pushed at my chest, and I moved closer to him as she tugged at my arm.

  "Easton, please. I don't like violence." She pressed her breasts to my arm and gave me a pleading look, but I'd already gone too far. If I backed down, the bastard would think he'd won, and he hadn't.

  "I'm her new man. Leave her alone, or I'll fuck you up." I turned and took her hand before walking toward the bar. "Let's get out of here. Where's Casey?"

  "I don't know. Let me look for her." Vivian wrapped her hands around my hand and tucked herself against my side, setting my body and heart on fire even more for her. She belonged there beside me.

  I paid our tab and turned in time to catch a drink to the face. Whiskey stung my eyes, but I had very little doubt as to who'd thrown the liquor at me.

  "Don't tell me what to do, mother fucker. This girl you think you've captivated isn't up for grabs. She's been mine my whole life, and I'm not leaving here without her." He swung as I turned slightly, grabbing his arm and pulling him into the bar top.

  He hit it hard with his side and doubled over about the time I uppercut his jaw, knocking the big brute onto his ass. Bending down, I got in his face as he rolled onto his side.

  "Don't come near her again, or I'll make sure you don't get up for a few days. Got me?" I got in his face and pressed my forehead to his, wanting to make sure he was more than aware of who the alpha was between the two of us. My brothers had pulled this side of me out on numerous occasions. I was comfortable delivering ass-whoopings when necessary, even if Viv didn't like it.

  Standing, I realized that she'd moved away from the drama in search of Casey. I followed after her and stopped beside her, sliding my hand onto her lower back as she glanced back at me.

  "I got a text from her that she left already. I don't like it."

  "She's a grown woman, and any man would be an idiot to mess with her. Let me get the car and we'll get out of here. You can try and call her on our way back over to the resort." I leaned down and kissed her cheek. "Stay up here by the bouncer and don't talk to your ex if he hobbles over here."

  "Hobbles?" She lifted her eyebrow at me. The pretty girl must have missed the whole show.

  "Wait here." I ignored her question and got the car, texting her to come out after I pulled up. I couldn't help but appreciate how well her little black dress fit her as she walked around the front of the car and got in quickly.

  "She knows that I hate it when she leaves somewhere without me." Viv let out a frustrated sounding sigh and buckled up. "Just go back to La Mage and I'll check my room for her."

  "Alright. I'm sure she's fine. Keep trying to call her." I pulled out of the club parking lot and took my time getting us back to the hotel. The crowds were thick, and by the time we got back to the hotel, my desire and carnal nature were properly tucked away. The massive amounts of adrenaline that flooded my system both due to my lust over Viv and my anger over her ex emptied out, leaving me weary.

  "Case, it's me. Please call me back. Easton and I are back at the hotel, and I'm worried about you. I have my cell phone with me. You know I hate it when you do this shit. Call me now, please." Vivian dropped her hands into her lap as I parked in the front of the resort and several valets rushed toward us.

  "Let's get something to eat and we can try to reach her again. You wanna change?" I opened my door and moved to the front of the car, offering her my hand. I was almost surprised that she took it, but she did. I used my grasp on her to pull her close to me as we walked into the ornate lobby.

  "Yeah, I'm hungry. Let's go to your room and order room service. I'll go change in a little while. I want to find my friend first." She moved us toward the elevator, pulling in front of me a little, which afforded me a beautiful sideview of her incredible body.

  Even with my mind running in ten different directi
ons, my stomach tightened and my pulse picked up at the sight of her. I couldn't remember another woman having such a strong sensual pull on me. We got into the elevator and I pressed myself to the front of her.

  "Give me tonight. I don't know what tomorrow looks like, but eat dinner with me, laugh with me, let me make love to you. Be that girl tonight that doesn't fall in love, but dives into lust."

  "Are you that guy?" Her brow pulled tightly as she reached up and brushed her fingers through my hair.

  "Not at all, but I want to be him just in case nothing becomes of this thing between us." I leaned down and brushed my lips over hers as my fingers drug down her legs. "I'm not in the penthouse anymore. Just a nice single bedroom. That okay?"

  "Is there a fireplace?" She ran her fingers over the swell of my pectoral muscle, playing with my nipple as she watched me closely.

  "Yeah, it's a big room. Tons of space to chill out for an evening." I nipped at her mouth. "I wouldn't ask if I didn't want it so damn bad."

  "It?" She pushed at my chest with very little force.

  "You." I moved down to lick the long column of her neck. "I want to know what you taste like, Viv. I know it's not right, but I can't stop thinking about it."

  Her breath caught, and I moved to press a long kiss to her perfect mouth. My chest was aching with hard emotion by the time the door behind us opened, and I moved out.

  "Come with me." I extended my hand to her. "Just for the night?"

  "What if I want more than one night?" She moved out of the elevator and took my hand, lifting it to cup the side of her neck. "What if this just hurts me as much as everything else has lately?"

  "Don't let it." I took her hand and pulled her flush against me before dancing her toward my room. "Maybe we're supposed to be more, but if not, why can't we share a night of pleasure before you leave me?"

  "Me leave you?" She smirked and leaned against the wall as I worked to get the door to my room open. She was classically beautiful, and I knew what a grand mistake it was going to be to take her in my arms and make love to her.

  "I'd never be able to walk away from a woman like you should we decide on more than a night. I'm no fool." Tears filled her eyes, and my heart broke in my chest.

  "I don't know if I can do this. I'm too broken right now." She pressed her hands to the doorframe as I walked in.

  "Then dinner and a nightcap. Nothing more." I turned to face her and started to work on my shirt. "Kick off your shoes and grab the menu."

  "Dinner. Nothing else." She walked in, pausing as if still trying to determine just how detrimental it would be to let the door close behind her.

  "Dessert has to be part of the deal. We were accosted last time we tried. We'll make up for it tonight." I chuckled, trying to soften the intensity between us. I wanted nothing more than to strip her bare and spend the evening finding ways to hear her cry out my name, but she was fragile, though I wanted to convince her that there was no need to be.

  Casey's words rolled over me and I ignored them. I wasn't sure if I was ready to go 'all in' with someone, but I couldn't pass up the opportunity to spend whatever remaining days I had left with Vivian. She was too special to miss out on, sex or no sex.

  "We were accosted because you drug us down a dark alley." She kicked off her shoes as her shoulders sagged a little. "I think you set that up to prove just how much of a superhero you are."

  She picked up the menu, and I moved in behind her, wrapping my arms around her upper waist and pressing a kiss to the side of her neck. "You think I'm a superhero?"

  "Absolutely. Case does too, remember?" She awarded me a sexy, soft laugh and pointed to the appetizer platter. "How about this? Appetizers and desserts?"

  "Anything you want." I kissed her neck again. "I'm sorry about tonight. It was supposed to be fun."

  "It was at times. Crazy shit just keeps happening to me." She sat the menu down and turned in my arms, surprising me a little by wrapping her arms around me. "My mother called on Tuesday and said that she and my father are getting a divorce. He cheated on her a few years back and she's been trying to forgive him since, but has finally come to terms with the fact that she can't. She wants me to believe that all men are cheating bastards. I just can't."

  I slid my fingers through her thick, silky hair and gripped it carefully as I studied her. "Not all men are like that, Viv. Something tells me you already know that though."

  "Why do you want to make love to me, Easton? If you're anything like me, you know that you'll regret it in the morning." She slid her hands over my hips and brushed the top of my ass, causing my heart to skip a beat.

  "I can't get over the fact that if I don't feel you beneath me that I'll be missing out on possibly the greatest adventure of my life." I kissed the tip of her nose. "It's stupid, and selfish, but you turn me on so fucking much. I don't want to hurt your heart though, and I'm not sure where I stand on commitment. My career is everything to me and–”

  She pressed her fingers to my lips and nodded. "I get it. I don't need to hear it again."

  I nodded and kissed her fingers before moving down and capturing her lips with mine. She could push me away if she wanted, but I prayed like hell that she wouldn't.

  "Give yourself to me. Let me take you and help heal what this asshole made you believe." I kissed her again softly, studying her beautiful blue eyes as she nodded. Her next words set my blood on fire and surprised the hell out of me.

  "No being sweet or caring. If this is just sex, let's make it just about sex," she whispered and tugged at the edge of my shirt before pulling it over my head for me.

  "No caring or kindness. Just fucking..." I spun her around and tugged the zipper on her dress down, needing to hurry in case she changed her mind. I'd dreamt of the moment for the last few nights and nothing else. I wasn't letting the fantasy go again. Pulling her dress over her head, I popped her perfect ass and pressed her upper back. "Get on all fours on the bed and make sure you moan loudly for me, okay?"

  She nodded and climbed up on the bed, her arms shaking slightly as she did as I told her to. I'd not seen a vision of sensual beauty like her in all of my life. Her little black panties disappeared into the curve of her ass, and her black bra left her breasts spilling out the top of it.

  I dropped to my knees and wrapped my arms around the front of her thighs, pulling her back as I pressed my mouth to her wet panties and groaned just before tugging them to the side and lapping at her as if I were starving.

  I only pulled back for a minute to tell her the truth. "You're so beautiful, Vivian. So much more than I could fathom having beneath me. Relax and enjoy me tonight."

  "Please," she whispered and pressed back, giving herself over to me fully.

  Chapter 17

  Vivian

  It wasn't the smartest decision I'd made in the last few months, but seeing the desire Easton had in his eyes for me left me wanting to explore it fully. Dinner and dessert would have to wait. I'd committed to letting him have control over me just long enough for me to forget the pain that lay deep inside of me over Jackson. Easton had the power to tug me far beneath the mountain of guilt I felt over not realizing all the shit that had happened with my parents. It would suffocate the desire I experienced every time he and I had bumped into each other over the last few days. We'd been playing a dangerous game, but tonight was about throwing in our lots, tossing caution to the wind and letting pleasure reign supreme.

  I cried out loudly as his tongue brushed down my sex, his fingers gripping my ass tightly as he pressed his face against my need and sucked rhythmically.

  There would have been a time when I wouldn't have imagined letting anyone touch me intimately but Jackson, but the handsome bastard behind me had torn down my resolve for the night.

  "So wet," he mumbled against my flesh as his tongue parted me, and he lapped at the center of my body.

  My arms threatened to give out, but I forced myself to stay upright and enjoy the attention he gave me so expertly. Sliding my
hands out, I pressed my forehead to the bed as he brushed his thumb by my entrance, pushing in only a little.

  Fire exploded from deep inside my stomach, and I jerked back up to my hands, forcing myself back to take the rest of his digit into my body as I undulated my hips.

  "Take whatever you need, Viv." He bit the back of my thigh as I rode the wave of pleasure he'd forced upon me.

  "So good," I whimpered and let my head drop before pulling forward and lying flat on the bed. I worked to catch my breath and pushed away the desire to cover up. Had I really gotten half naked in front of a stranger and let him eat me out? From behind?

  A tremor ran through me as Easton crawled up on the bed and covered my body with his. The soft warmth of his chest against my back ushered in a peace that I hadn't remembered feeling for a long time. He might be someone I had just met, but every part of me found rightness with him.

  "You're so delicious. I want to turn you over and do that again. To watch your beautiful face contort while you cum for me." He pressed his lips to the back of my shoulder and slid his hand down to grip my hip as he rocked against me.

  I groaned and lifted my rear a little, rubbing it against the hardness of his erection. "That felt so good."

  "Good, baby. I want you to drown in pleasure tonight." He moved back and worked on his jeans as I rolled onto my back and sat up.

  "I wanna taste you now." I moved toward the edge of the bed, but he reached out and pressed his hand gently to my chest.

  "Not right now. I want to make love to you." He turned and walked from the bed to his dresser as his jeans slid over his hips and dropped to the ground. His tight blue boxer-briefs left little to the imagination, but I wanted to take every inch of him in before we started fucking. Otherwise, I knew I'd miss out on seeing his beautiful body.

  Getting up, I walked across the room and wrapped my arms around him, pressing a kiss on his strong back. He grunted softly and tore a condom package open before setting it down and sliding his underwear off.