Hatred With Benefits novel Chapter 4

EVA.

I freeze in my stand and my eyes are wide as I watch Emerson's lip move against mine.

This isn't something I expected, but there is a small fraction that anticipated this: The anger that was burning between us to be fueled into something else. Something unexplainable. Something delirious. I had set the trap, but I didn't think Emerson would take the bait.

Emerson forces my mouth open and slides his tongue through my parted lips, pushing me hard against the elevator wall as his mouth ravages mine and his hand moves to the back of my head, pulling at my ponytail and tilting my head to the back; giving him more opening to plunder my mouth.

Disbelief dances through my veins as Emerson Ford kisses me rough and hard in a way that reflects how it's always been between us.

The warmth in my lower belly explodes into an unbearable sensation that leaves an aching need in the sweet spot between my thighs and a thundering heart in my chest.

I fist my hands in his jacket and instead of pushing his body from mine; I find myself pulling him tight against mine as I shut my eyes. Our chests are pressed to each other and every sense seems to have flown out as we both fight for dominance. The kiss is like it's always been between us– one of us fighting for the upper hand and in this position, Emerson Ford seems to have the upper hand as he presses his hip against mine for me to feel the hardness in his pants.

"You seem to be enjoying my lips on yours, Carson, " he pulls back, a taunting smile on his face as he keeps me caged against the wall, his large body encompassing mine and I part and close my mouth like a goldfish as I try to think of a comeback.

"You wish. " My voice is small. Almost inaudible and I want to smack myself in the face for it.

"I do not think there's any need to make a wish when I feel the urgency of your needy lips against mine, Carson. I bet I'll find you a poor mess if I push my hand between those thick thighs of yours. " He smirks and his words are something that shouldn't sound so hot. They are teasing and aimed at insulting me, yet I find myself wishing he do exactly what he said. I tell myself it's the stance we're in. Nothing more than that.

"Fuck you, Ford. " I cuss and he shakes his head. "You're asking for too much, Carson, but I won't mind bending daddy's little girl over my desk if you agree to be a good girl and beg for it. "

"That's something that will only happen in those ridiculous scenarios you make up in your head. I bet you've got tons of that up there, don't you?" I chuckle but that doesn't last long when he moves his face closer.

"Are you daring me again, Carson?" His voice is almost a whisper and his hot breath fans against my face.

"I am. " I lift my chin. "If you think you have the odds to stick that thing..." I nod to his pants. "Anywhere near me, then you must be insane, Ford. A thing that got hard with one touch from me by the way. "

Emerson laughs and moves back. "Trust me, Carson. This isn't because of you. You're not a sight to get hard for, especially not with me. " He doesn't give me a chance to speak before he presses the button again. The elevator slides open and he gives me one last glance before walking away and I slip on my feet, my breathing heavy as the import of what happened whack me hard.

I shared a kiss with Emerson fucking Ford.

I shared a kiss with Emerson fucking Ford where we could be caught by men who hate each other as much as we do.

What the hell was I thinking?

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"I'm home. " I shut the door behind me and I don't wait for a response before heading straight to my room with my heart in my throat.

I sigh as I lean against the door and fish my phone out. There are a few texts and two missed calls from Aliya. I didn't even notice the poor thing ring because I was too caught up in something I shouldn't be caught up in.

Kicking my boots off my feet, I stride to my bed and drop on it as I contact Aliya.