FIRE (Elite Forces #2)(36)
“My cock,” I say sarcastically, hoping like hell it will put her in a better mood. I get why she’s all uptight, but she can cut her act as well. If she’s pissed, then f*cking tell me.
I need her feisty attitude, her out-of-control mouth, and I need her to say what’s on her mind. Not hold it in. Granted, we haven’t been alone for her to challenge me in the way I know she wants to, but f*ck, I’m all ears now.
Then I need her support on this when I lay the bombshell out on the table. She won’t agree to stay behind, so I can’t share the details with her. This situation is more dangerous than I thought. I’m damn lucky to even be breathing her in for the next few days before I face the insanity. Jade is not the one in charge here. I am when it comes to this shit, and she is not f*cking going on this mission. She is staying here where I know she’s safe. I’ll haul her sexy ass to the compound and tie her ass up if I have to.
“You tell me what the hell is going on, and I’ll relieve the pain in your cock.” There she is. The one I’ve fallen for. The smart-mouthed woman who's been holding back her hostility and anger all damn day.
“I told you all I can, Jade.” She exhales deeply, and I wait for it. Her spark is building and her anger is igniting while all I have to say is… bring it on. May as well get this shit done now, because the minute we step through the door of her apartment, I’m feasting on her. I’ll f*ck her with my mouth until she screams, then I’ll turn around and f*ck her some more. That’s how desperate I am to linger inside of her. I crave the feeling of her grip on me when we’re together. The aching anticipation of feeling her love me, and then the sound of her crying out my name makes me push harder on the gas petal.
I’m a sick, twisted man. I’m sitting here, driving down this highway with my dick aching in my pants, all because I’m scared to admit to anyone I may not come out of this mission alive. I’m nowhere near ready. She knows it. I know it. And my guys know it. But it’s something I have to do. I have to make sure I’m the one who pulls the trigger and looks my own brother in the eyes before I rid the world of his disgusting existence.
“You're a liar.” We both look over to each other at the same time. I glance quickly back at the road, then make my turn onto the exit ramp, checking behind me as I come to a complete stop and shove my Jeep into park.
“I f*cking told you all I can.” Jade glances past me into the dark with her heated stare. A stare that speaks volumes before she even says a word. She knows I’m hiding shit from her; of course she does. How could a brilliant mind like the one she has not? Still doesn’t mean she’s getting a damn thing out of me.
“I’m not a damn child. Every one of you f*ckers are keeping something from me. I knew the minute I saw all of you walking toward me today, with long faces and the same look of deception on every one of you. Is it Ty? Do you know where he is? Has he threatened someone? Hurt someone? Called you? What the hell is it you’re trying to protect me from? Because, goddamn it, Kaleb, I’m beginning to think I need protection from you.”
What the f*ck? Those words bite into my skin, stinging and burning worse than the multiple times my brother actually sliced me open.
She needs protection from me? Protecting her is what I’m trying to do here. Everything I’m doing is to protect her and my family from the malicious monster that is possessed with the evil of Satan, for f*ck’s sake.
I look away from her. My hands cover the leather steering wheel in a grip that has my hands stinging. I refuse to look at her when she places her hand on my arm. My chest tightens as I replay her words in my head. Goddamn her.
The pain shoots up my arm from the death hold I have on the steering wheel, causing the grooves in the leather to dig into my palms. I jerk the vehicle out of park and into drive, and step on the gas a little harder than intended, both of us feeling gravity pulling us back into our seat.
I’m pissed. “Fuck,” I spit out, then smash my hand onto the dash. “Goddamn it.” She flinches as I yell.
“Stop the f*cking Jeep Kaleb. NOW.” She yells hysterically in my direction, her anger matching mine. I pull onto the next side road and stop abruptly before she opens the door and slams it. I meet her in front of the Jeep before she has the chance to walk away. She’s already headed into the darkness before I can get to her.
“So now you’re just going to walk the f*ck away into the damn dangers of the night.” My voice is loud causing her to spin on her heels to meet me face to face.
“I’m walking away from the danger of riding in that f*cking Jeep with you.” She spews her angry words in my face before she turns to walk away again. I grab her by the wrist and spin her around not wanting to deal with her attitude while I’m trying to figure out how to handle this f*cked up mess.
We both take deep breaths into each other’s faces as we stand there with a matching temper. I can feel my heart pounding while my insides start to twist me into an unbearable guttural pain. She’s not f*cking walking away from me.
“You’re not f*cking walking away.”
“You’re not treating me this way.” She gets closer to my face and doesn’t let up while I take her in. Her eyes are serious and her body screams a fury that I wish I could inhale and take away from her.
“Get the f*ck back in my Jeep.” My words are deep and demanding. She’ll be the death of me with this f*cking feistiness.