Burned by Passion(13)

His lips slanted in a half-taunting, half-humorous smile and he could see her confusion. Could tell she seemed distracted by his sudden change of mood, and so was totally unprepared for what happened next.

“Hmm. Now that’s got me also wondering what you’ll look like with your lipstick smudged,” Blake murmured thoughtfully, right before he grabbed her shoulders, slammed her against him and seized her lips roughly in a hard, moist kiss.






***

Time warped for a few moments as Kira tried to process what was happening. Blake...kissing her...in his father’s study. With a force and passion that stole her breath. Nothing had prepared her for the blast of heat that was like a force of nature ripping into her the moment their lips met.

She’d been so mad at him; like she’d never been at anyone, ever. Despite her put-together persona anyone who really knew her would see that it was just a front. Kira had never been the outspoken type, especially growing up with an abusive, seldom sober father putting her down about how she looked or acted. Too fat, too dumb, too everything. But now that she was grown, she’d found a way to believe in herself and reach for her goals after she’d been raised to feel she’d never amount to much. She had so many achievements to show for it, blossoming into a strong female who understood her worth and wasn’t afraid to speak up for what she believed was right.

Blake had made her see red with the things he’d said about her and his father. But even worse was the way she felt around Blake and how she loved to hate him; how she’d been so sure she liked nothing about him beyond his looks when they’d finally met. All of that flew out the window once he pulled her to his rock-solid frame and clamped his mouth over hers.

Kira was almost too shocked to react, the unexpected intimacy like a bolt of electricity in her system. Alarm gave way to amazement as Blake’s expert lips molded to hers and struck a hidden chord right inside her being.

She knew this wasn’t supposed to be happening. Apart from the fact her face must look like a horror show with all her makeup running, the last thing she’d ever foreseen was being kissed by Blake.

She ought to do something to stop him, she told herself frantically. So her hands came up to push against his formidable chest in protest. But his kiss grew all the more persistent and gentle, and ravenous, and sweet. Kira’s eyes fluttered closed and she made the biggest mistake yet; she parted her lips for his probing tongue.

She must be crazy, thought Kira. He obviously wanted to demean her in some way for talking to him so brashly. The last thing she should be doing was responding and her knees wobbled, thinking how easily she’d weakened beneath the manly crush of his lips. His burning passion.

Temptation.

Only one word for what Blake was doing to her and Kira shuddered as she willingly took her very first taste of forbidden fruit.





***

Blake groaned in harsh triumph and crushed Kira even harder against him. Her lips felt as soft and juicy as he’d imagined. His heart pounded with suppressed excitement as she helplessly opened to his ravenous onslaught.

She had a flavor like no woman he’d ever kissed before. It drove him over the edge, had him so hard and thick he throbbed where his groin was nestled against her soft, quivering belly.

She must have felt his monstrous erection because she gasped and broke from the kiss. Her eyes were glazed and confused, her sensuous mouth even more swollen and enticing. Her hands pushed against his chest and there was a delicious quiver in her voice as she protested, “Let me go.”

“Not yet,” Blake rasped, “Maybe when you sound like you really mean it.”

He leaned forward to kiss her again but she turned her face away from his descending lips. Blake merely chuckled and pressed the kiss to her neck instead, attaching his mouth to her soft neck. Damn he loved how she smelled and tasted. Loved the sweet heat of her smooth, dusky flesh. Kira shuddered harder than ever and he smiled, because he knew he’d found her weak spot. He traced his lips over the sweetly scented skin and then nibbled wickedly.

He wanted her. Desperately. Wanted her the moment he’d seen her across the room. He’d never imagined he’d get a chance to be this close to her molten sexiness and now he wasn’t about to back down, not until he was good and ready.





***

The world became a blank page and time or place no longer mattered after one touch of his scorching lips on her skin. All her grown life, Kira had wondered about how real passion could be between a man and woman who felt equal lashings of desire for each other. When neither of them could deny the flames of carnal abandon rising within their midst. Blake buried his face in her neck and she felt the wall at her back without even realizing he’d shoved her against it.

“Damn, Kira. The things I want to do to you...”

His tortured words made her inner thighs quiver and grow suspiciously moist. She felt the same powerful need surging from him and into her veins like a virus. She hated her own body for its inability to fight against Blake’s thrilling masculinity.

“I need to be inside you. So much it f*cking hurts,” Blake groaned. “Touch me and feel how much you make me want to explode.”


Kira was drenched in the mesmerizing quality of his voice, but even more so by the sensation of his hand dragging hers down his front to rest over the bulge beneath his belt. Kira gasped. She felt him and he was immense. There was such latent physical energy beneath the layers of clothes to the solid steel beneath. The very thought of what waited to be unleashed made Kira whimper with helpless arousal.