Tall, Dark & Heartless (Pyte/Sentinel #3)(96)

In fact, she wanted to stay with him, but he'd pushed her away once and she wasn't foolish enough to think that great sex was going to be enough to keep him in the picture. She sure as hell wasn't about to ask him about his feelings, she'd gag before the words left her mouth. When they left in a couple of hours it would be pretty clear where she stood with him.

If he asked her to tag along then she'd figure out this whole relationship business. Maybe they had a future and maybe not, but she wanted to at least try and see where they stood. Wanting this was a little odd for her. Only yesterday morning she fully planned on ditching him and starting this new life of hers by herself, but now......

Now the thought of parting from him made her chest ache and her breath quicken. She cared for him so much and maybe even loved him, but she wasn't sure yet. She'd never been in love before and really wasn't sure what it should feel like. This whole experience was strange to her so she planned on treading carefully.

There was no way in hell that Caine would respond positively if she showed any signs that she wanted a future with him. If he decided that they would part ways in a few hours then that was fine with her. It would hurt like hell, but she'd get through it. She'd go to Pennsylvania like she planned, get control over her abilities, learn to tolerate bagged blood and move on.

Thanks to Caine they were both going to live forever so there was no point in rushing anything, especially if she was just confused about how she felt about him. If they ran into each other in a century or two and wanted to try for something more, then that was more than fine with her. If on the other hand neither one of them wanted anything more, then that was more than fine with her, too.

"What's wrong?" he asked softly as he reached up and pushed her hair back.

She forced a smile as she said, "Nothing."

"Nothing, huh?" he asked, sighing heavily as he moved his hand back to her bare hip. "You used to be able to tell me anything."

"That was a long time ago, Caine," she said, shoving back the old pain that threatened to take over at the memory of what she used to have with this man. None of that mattered anymore. At least she wouldn't let it matter.

It was time to move on.

She opened her mouth to tell him what was wrong, but quickly shut it and shrugged it off. She might want to be with him, but that didn't mean she was an idiot. The second she told him that she wanted him he'd be levitating his ass out the nearest window and making a run for it.

"You can tell me anything, Danni," he said, repeating the same words he used to use when she was little and she was upset or feeling alone.

For a moment she almost believed him, almost believed that he truly cared. Maybe he did care about her, but she'd be foolish to let him get her hopes up. In a few hours she could be mending her first broken heart as he once again walked away from her and she wouldn't make this worse by allowing herself to hope for anything.

"Everything's fine, Caine," she whispered as she leaned forward and kissed him as he opened his mouth, probably to argue with her, but once her lips touched his he became a little distracted. Not that she could blame him, she mused as she pushed him onto his back and moved to straddle him.

"We should get some more sleep," he mumbled against her mouth, but made no move to stop her, she noted with satisfaction as she ground herself against the large erection that was demanding her attention.

When his piercing slipped between her lips and teased her cl*t she froze as pleasure rocked through her. She'd never been one for body piercings, but she had to admit that she loved this particular piercing.

"You like that?" Caine asked in a seductive whisper, but all she could do was nod as she felt him reach between them. Seconds later she was groaning and moaning incoherently as he teased her with his piercing.

For several minutes he teased her while she leaned over him, licking her lips as she struggled against the need to push back until finally it became too much for her. With a groan of satisfaction, she pushed back as she sat up, impaling herself slowly on him until she took every inch of him. She began to move, but one look at Caine had her pausing mid-grind and her breath catching in her throat.

His eyes glowed a beautiful red as he watched her and she knew, just knew that she meant more to him than he was letting on and that this wasn't just about sex for him. She wasn't going to push for anything like a declaration of love, especially since she had no idea how she felt about him. Right now it was enough to know that he truly cared for her.

At least that's what she told herself as she started to move. It didn't matter what they had tomorrow, next week, month or year. They had this moment and she was going to make it count. If this was her last time being with him then she was going to make sure that years from now when she thought about this moment that it brought a smile to her face instead of the anguish the last memory of him walking away brought her.

"What's wrong?" Caine asked softly as he reached up and cupped her h*ps as she slowly rode him.

"Nothing," she said, closing her eyes and letting her head drop back as she pushed everything out of her mind and simply focused on this moment with him.

"This just isn't going to do," Caine said on a sigh.

She opened her eyes and mouth to ask him what was wrong when an alarmed squeak escaped her throat. As she was flipped over onto her stomach she made a mental note to work on ridding herself of that embarrassing reaction.