Deadly Silence (Blood Brothers #1)(78)

He chuckled and kneaded her breasts. “Yes, but look what I can do from this position.” He tweaked a nipple.

Jolts of electricity shot through her. “That is nice,” she moaned, dropping her forehead to his. “I’m sorry I was so angry with you. The police detective scared me, and I took it out on you.”

“I know.” He pressed her back and pushed the hair away from her face. “I have a lot to tell you about my night, and I was in a crappy mood, too. But first, take back the buddy comment.”

She blew out air. He was unbelievable. “You will never be my buddy,” she muttered.

“Was that so hard?” Flattening his hand between her breasts, he gently pushed until her upper back rested against the dashboard, completely opening her to him. Then he tugged her bra straps down her arms along with her shirt, stopping when they reached her elbows and he had effectively immobilized her arms.

The moon shone down, sparkling off the snow outside the truck. Goosebumps rose on her skin.

She blinked. “I’m, ah, feeling a little vulnerable, nearly nude with you still dressed.” Giving a quick struggle against the bra and shirt, she gave up when she couldn’t get free.

“Trust me like I trust you.” He traced up her abdomen to her breasts and back down again, his nails lightly scraping. Then he leaned over and turned the ignition key, starting the truck and the heater.

She moaned as warmth once again spread around her. “You’re trusting me.” His dick pulsed inside her, so big and full. She needed him to start moving and fast. Or at least to allow her to start moving against him before her entire body just combusted right then and there in the truck.

“Completely. I can’t do anything else—you’re for me, Zara.” He punctuated his words with tugs on her nipples.

Pain and erotic pleasure rippled through her, and she sucked in her breath. “Ryker,” she breathed.

“Yes.” His palm flattened across her lower abdomen, and he swept his thumb across her clit.

“Oh,” she hissed, pushing against him. Her thighs began to tremble.

He rubbed in small circles until she began to pant, shocks resonating through her. “Zara?”

Her lids half closed. “What?” A little more pressure, and she’d be in heaven.

He paused, his thumb pressed right to her but not moving. “Things are about to get really dicey in both our lives, and we need to be on the same page, so we’re sitting here just like this until we reach that page.” He tucked his thumb barely inside her, where there wasn’t any room, and tugged gently.

Clarity rushed in, and she focused on him, her body exposed, vibrating, and on instant alert. “You have my attention,” she whispered, trying not to move.

“Thought I might.” Amusement, dark and male, glittered in his gaze. He left his thumb where it rested, against the cock stretching her nearly too much. “I’m not going anywhere. While I understand you have definite issues of being abandoned, based on not only losing your parents but also your mother flitting from man to man, I’m tired of taking the brunt of them. We’re doing this, and we’re seeing where we can go.”

She blinked and tried to draw on the protective walls she’d built. “You only wanted temporary.”

“That was before I knew you, and before I was ready to see if I could do this any other way. I’m ready to try.” His hand twisted, and his freed thumb scraped her clit again.

She whimpered. Full-on, weak-girl whimpered. Her shoulders struggled, but she still couldn’t free her arms or hands. “This isn’t fair,” she hissed.

“Oh, baby.” He caressed her again and played with her breasts with his other hand. “You should know now that I don’t play fair. Ever.”

Tears of pure, raw need pricked her eyes. “What do you want?” she moaned.

“You.” He pinched her nipple, and she bucked against him. “All in, giving us a shot. No more pushing me away or expecting me to run out the door. I ain’t easy, I know, but I’ll be worth it.”

“I already decided to do just that… So there.” How could she turn away from such an offer? Ryker was the real package of pure male. No guarantees, but he was asking for a chance. Well, not exactly asking.

“You did?” His voice lowered.

“Yeah.” She swallowed, her heart warmed, and she took the jump. “We’ve danced around enough.”

“Tell me more.” He soothed her smarting breast.

“No more pushing you away, and I’ll give us a real shot. No more second thoughts or doubt… I’m all in.” The words came out fast and breathless.

“Good.” His chest shuddered as if a weight had been lifted, and he grabbed her hip and reached up her spine to her nape, holding her off the dash. “Hold on, sweetheart.” Spreading his legs as much as he could in the half-off jeans, he shoved deeper inside her. He frowned.

“What?” she groaned.

“No leverage.” He grinned, appearing almost boyish, even with lust stamped hard across his face.

She bit her lip. “I swear to God, if you don’t find leverage, I’m going to kill you. Like really dead.”

He nodded and reached forward to yank the bra and shirt off her arms, freeing her. He pulled her thighs to the sides of his hips. “You have leverage.”