Hide and Seek by Alyssa Brooks Page B

in his shaft, prepared to erupt from his body. Release was so close he could taste it…
    â€œOh no, you don’t!” Elisa burst into the bathroom, interrupting him a second from climax. “Put that cock down!”
    His hand froze and he looked up at her, fighting the urge to keep going. Standing proudly naked, her arms crossed and shoulders squared, Elisa glared down at him. Her stern, militant gaze hardened her otherwise feminine features. “I said, put that cock down. Now.”
    Shit. Apparently, she was back to being her old self, which meant he was busted. His hand fell away, but his sexual desperation didn’t fade. Not an iota. “Elisa, I have to relieve—”
    â€œYou agreed to my rules, and ergo, you cannot take pleasure of your own.” Her unrelenting tone commanded obedience. Damn, she was being a hard-ass.
    Right now, he didn’t want to submit. Didn’t want to play her stupid mind game. He only wanted, no needed , to get off, even if it was at his own hand.
    What was so wrong with that?
    He wasn’t hurting her, or anyone else, damn it!
    Again, he reached for his pulsing dick, prepared to do it right in front of her if he had to. “I need this, Elisa. Get over it.”
    â€œThen you quit,” she said flatly, turning and walking from the room. Common sense—his freaking libido—told him to let her go. So why couldn’t he?
    Again ditching his needy cock, he jumped to his feet and went after her. In the hall, he caught her arm and whirled her around to face him.
    â€œNo, I don’t quit,” he ground out, wishing she’d play more fairly. Couldn’t she sympathize with him just a little? “Jesus, Elisa, do you have any idea what you’re doing to me? Any clue how hard it is to do those things to your body…how hard I am?”
    Her stubborn emerald eyes glared at him, not showing the slightest sign of relenting. “Have you no sexual stamina? Aren’t you capable of walking away? Aren’t you a man?”
    â€œThat’s exactly it, I am a man ! Damn it, Elisa!”
    â€œOne who’d fuck any female who spread her legs. Exactly my point.”
    â€œNo, I wouldn’t. I wouldn’t be doing this for any female. Just you.”
    For that matter, he’d never been this freaking turned on by any lay…not even the best. He hurt. Ached like he didn’t think was possible. Hungered. All he wanted was to release some of the tension, so he could continue to pleasure her in any way she could imagine.
    Why was that too much to ask?
    â€œOh, just me?” She chuckled, actually laughed at him, and unfolded her arms. “Please Maxim…you’ve never been with just one woman, not your whole life. We both know you’re nothing but a slut. Give it up.”
    That stung.
    Maybe he never went on more than one date with a girl, but he had damn good reason. He hadn’t wanted to end up like this…pining over some woman, willing to lose everything for her, and eventually doing so.
    Like his brother.
    â€œI can’t believe this.” How he wished he could take her in his embrace and fuck away all the bullcrap between them. But he saw without a single doubt, Elisa was not going to alter her decision. He was stuck with this raging erection, likely for hours, and she was telling him not to touch it. He freakin’ hurt and for her, for the sake of proving himself, he’d put up with the pain.
    â€œThink what you want Elisa, but you’re wrong about me,” he told her. “You keeping acting like I’m inhuman. Like I haven’t had my fair share of hard knocks and heartbreak…something you’re all too familiar with. Take a good look at who you’re purposefully trying to become.”
    â€œI’m becoming stronger, more resilient. There’s nothing wrong with me learning to take what I want and—”
    â€œThen ask yourself, how did