Total pages in book: 139
Estimated words: 135958 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 680(@200wpm)___ 544(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135958 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 680(@200wpm)___ 544(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
I just wanted him. It filled me so completely that it stopped me from talking for a second.
“Are you sure that’s a good idea?”
There it was. I said it out loud.
He expelled a ragged breath. “Maybe not, but I’d like to come in anyway.”
God.
An ache throbbed in me, and I fought against actually panting. This was ridiculous, but I eased back and moved into the living room.
I didn’t sit. Something told me I should remain standing.
He shut the door behind him with a soft click, but didn’t advance. He remained next to the door, his head down, his hands in his pockets, his shoulders hunched forward.
“I’m about to get on a plane—”
A plane?
“—and when I land, I’m going to have to do bad things.”
The alarm that had crept up me when he mentioned the plane shifted to a different alarm, a foreboding one. He was warning me.
“I’d imagine. Levi gave up someone the FBI was protecting, right?”
He didn’t answer.
My guess was right.
“And if your sister is with him, you’ll take them both.”
His eyes rose, holding mine.
I felt almost brazen now. “And if your sister isn’t with him, you’ll still take him. Just him.” My mouth parted. My throat constricted.
I was playing a dangerous game, baiting him, but my God, he’d come to me. He brought me here. He’d pulled me into this in the first place.
“And you’ll use him to force your sister to come to you. Right?” I didn’t wait for his answer. “How?” I bit that word out as a demand, jerking toward him. My hands balled into fists at my legs. “How will you let her know you have him?”
He waited for me to finish. His eyes were heated, smoldering. I ignored it. A tingling spread through me, starting at the base of my neck. It intertwined with my dangerous addiction to pushing the envelope, walking the line, seeing how far I could go without toppling over a cliff.
Kai was the cliff.
I just wanted to fall free. Away from him. To him. In his arms. I wanted all of it, and my chest heaved.
I closed in so I was only a foot from him. “It won’t matter. None of it. You might find your sister. You might force her into coming back to your fold, but if you threaten the man she loves, you’ll have broken her. You’ll have broken whatever childlike and pure bond there was between you and her as siblings.” I took a step. “She’ll never look at you the same way.” A second step. My voice lowered, but it held venom. “But maybe you’ve already done that. Maybe you’ve already killed whatever allows a little sister to adore her older brother? This is just par for the cour—”
His hand slid around my neck, cupping the back of my head, and I stopped talking.
Every tendon in me stretched tight.
My pulse raced.
My mouth parted again.
The ache inside of me was agonizing.
I wanted him.
I couldn’t deny it. I’d stopped lying to myself, but I still felt utter disdain for what he did, for who he had to be.
He pulled me to him, sliding my wrap down to fall on the floor. His eyes bored down into mine, just a few inches separating us, and I could feel how he held me suspended.
I felt his pulse too. It was as fast as mine.
“You may hate me. You may loathe me.” His hand slid back from my neck and moved down agonizingly slowly, between my breasts to my stomach.
I gasped, and he slid his hand under my pajama shorts until they rested over my clit. I surged upward at his touch, my head falling back, everything in me starting to tremble.
One of his fingers dipped inside of me. “But you goddamn want me.” And with that, a second finger joined his first and he took hold of my tank, his mouth slamming down on mine.
It shouldn’t have been like this.
I was writhing.
I shouldn’t feel the fire he’d just doused with gasoline ignite inside of me.
When his lips touched mine, flames surged, and I gasped into his mouth. His tongue slid inside. Everything exploded, and I felt his tongue searching for mine as his fingers began to thrust. I was coming undone, and all I wanted was to get closer, my fingers sinking into his chest and arms, then sliding around to his back.
I climbed up on him, and he growled, grabbing my leg and turning to shove me against the wall.
Holy hell.
His mouth took, but it savored and gave at the same time. He commanded me, taking ownership of me, but then he pulled back and softly grazed my lips.
I moaned, following him with my mouth.
I wanted more. I needed more.
“Fuck,” he moaned. His hand slid down my neck, pushing my top farther down, and his fingers moved over my breast, cupping me.