Deadly Heat (Deadly #2)(28)

So long.

All those nights. Staring into the darkness. Wanting.

Alone. But not tonight. By God, not tonight.

It might be wrong. Might be too fast. Might be a million things—

She didn’t care. Screw reason. She’d tried to be a good girl and go that route. She’d never been into the whole good-girl scene.

His fingers parted the folds of her sex. His thumb pushed against her clit, and every muscle in her body tightened. “Easy.” His whisper in the darkness.

But she didn’t want easy. She wanted hard and fast. She wanted pleasure.

She shuddered against him. “No.”

Kenton stilled. “What? Lora, don’t—”

“Not easy.” She lifted her head and bit his shoulder. She tasted the salt on his skin. “Hard. Wild. Give me everything.” Because that was what she wanted.

He pushed up onto his elbows, and his eyes gleamed down at her. “Be careful what you ask for.”

“I know what I want…” His hand was between her thighs. That thumb pushing against her clit wasn’t enough, not even close. She wanted—

He drove two fingers into her. Then pulled them back and drove deeper.

Yes.

His mouth took her breast. Licking. Sucking. The peak was so sensitive that it almost hurt, but the pleasure, yes, it was there, pulsing through her, heating her, driving through her blood.

She tore her hands free of his hold and raked her nails down his back. He still had his pants on. She wanted them gone. Wanted his cock out, slamming into her while she held on for the ride.

“You’re tight… Damn, sweetheart, you’ll be—”

Those fingers plunged again. A slow swipe of his thumb over her clit.

“More!” Not a whimper. Not a plea. A demand.

The stubble on his cheeks rasped over her flesh as his mouth moved down her stomach. Wait, no, what was he— He withdrew his fingers and parted her thighs. Wider. Opening her fully.

No, she didn’t want that. She just wanted sex. Hot. Dirty. Fast. Not—

She stiffened when he put his mouth on her.

This room, right here, the last time, it had been—

“Stay with me.”

Her eyes flew open. She hadn’t realized she’d shut them.

“Stay with me.” A snarl from Kenton, and she realized he knew.

She’d slipped into the past. Another lover’s arms. Oh, no, she hadn’t meant—

He rose up and kissed her. Fury and lust.

Her fingers caught the front of his pants. She wasn’t going back. Couldn’t go back.

Kenton. She wanted him.

She yanked the clasp, and a button popped free. His zipper came down with a hiss. No underwear.

Lora almost smiled. Almost, but the moment was too tense.

His eyes were on her.

His body surrounding hers.

Her legs were still open. Her breasts tight and aching.

She closed her fingers around him and pumped, base to tip. The guy was impressive. Long, thick, easily wider than her wrist and—

He yanked out his wallet.

“Wh—”

Condom. “Put it on,” he told her.

She licked her lips.

“Hard and fast, right?” His voice rumbled, dark with lust and fury. “I’ll give you what you need, sweetheart. But you’ll remember it’s me.”

Lora took the hit. Using him. No, that’s not what she’d been doing. Not really. She— She tore open the condom and rolled it down his hard flesh. And squeezed, because she liked the way he sucked in his breath when she touched him. “I want you,” she said. Stark. And not a lie. She’d ached for him since that kiss at the precinct.

The cream between her legs wasn’t a lie. The tightness, the yearning in her sex was for him.

Not for the ghost who haunted her.

“Then you’ll have me.” He leaned over her and turned on the light that sat on her nightstand.

She flinched against the brightness, turning away.

“And you’ll know it’s me.” Her gaze snapped back to him.

She could see him. All of him. Rippling muscles. Heavy cock. Strong thighs. All that power—hidden beneath the suit.

His hands caught her thighs again. His eyes lowered as he licked his lips. “Now let’s f*cking try this again.”

Lora knew, he was going to—

He parted her folds, and he tasted.

Her breath choked out at the first touch of his mouth. Wet and warm.

Her fingers dug into the covers, and she closed her eyes.

“No, Lora.” His breath blew against her flesh, and her eyes flew open.

“Watch me.”

She shoved up onto her elbows. When her gaze met his, those gray eyes narrowed. “Good.”

Every muscle in her body tightened when she felt the wet lick of his tongue. Right on her clit, stroking that tight nub and making her breath shudder out.

The need wound up inside her as her heart raced, and she lifted up against his mouth, because the man knew how to work his lips and tongue, oh, he knew.

Such pleasure.

Kenton eased back, just a little.

“Kent—”

Then his tongue drove into her sex. His name tore out on a moan. And she came. A hot explosion that rocked through her and she watched him, watched him lick and suck and taste her as she came.