Page 15 of Seven Night Stopover

Noah barely stopped from growling at the poker-hot sensation that rolled from his brain to his groin. “You’re playing with fire, baby.”

“You don’t know me. You’re making assumptions based on the fact that I blush easily. Big deal. I’m not a child, so don’t treat me like one.” Her voice was much stronger than it had been moments ago. Anger and steel blended in the husky depths. But he also heard confusion.

He wanted to tell her it wasn’t her. That it was him. He was the one who was fucked up. He was the one who couldn’t take another vanilla lay without wanting to roar his frustration to the heavens. He was the one who needed darker, edgier sex to curb the hunger riding him. The one who had to have it before he felt he could breathe again.

“Leia—”

“We connected. I know we did. I didn’t imagine it.” Her thumbs searched and found his wrists and the hot pulse beatingthere, and a small, very smug smile curved her lips. “Your pulse is racing almost as fast as mine. You want me. Badly.” Her gaze dropped to the hard cock straining behind his zipper; the hard cock demanding attention, which Noah had no choice but to deny.

Her bold stare stayed fixed on the bulge for so long, he imagined he could feel its caress along his rigid length.

“Oh God, that’s it, suck me like that. Suck it hard, darling. Oh! Fuck, yes!”

The hoarse shout from two seats away held them still as the guy lost it completely. Leia’s nails dug deeper and flames burned through his groin.

“I could do that for you. I can do thattoyou,” she whispered, her voice quivering a little.

Christ.

“That’s not the problem, sweetheart.”

She froze. “Then what the hell is?”

“The problem is once I get a taste of you, I seriously doubt I’ll let you walk away anytime soon.”

“Okay. I can see how that could be a problem for you.”

His mouth twitched. She had sass. He liked that. But not enough for him to overlook a whole load of other warnings.

“But isn’t that the point of this trip? Indulge and walk away after seven days?”

He shook his head. “I have specific needs, baby. And I don’t have time to train you to cater to them.”

“You think I don’t like the wordfuck? What aboutasshole?” she suggested mildly, her eyes dark with anger.

His hands, which he’d never quite managed to pry off her legs, tightened. “Watch it.”

She shrugged. “Make me understand. Three minutes ago, you were dying for me to kiss you too. Now you’re walking away?Is there a male equivalent of a cock tease? Because you’re the definition.”

The label rubbed him the wrong way. He’d met a few cock teasers in his time, women who thought they’d string him along to keep him interested for longer. They’d joined his CFR list long before he’d coined the actual term.

The seatbelt light pinged off.

Ladies and gentlemen, we’ve made it through the small weather disturbance and we hope the turbulence wasn’t too rough for you. Please feel free to return to your previous activities.

She glanced down at her belt but made no move to free herself from it. Her eyes returned to his, waiting for his answer.

Noah swallowed and tried to arrange his thoughts. “The things I want to do to you, do with you?—”

“Tell me,” she demanded.

“No. You think you can handle it, but you can’t.”

“Wow, you are pretty full of yourself, aren’t you?”

Her hands dropped from his arms, her thumbs releasing their pressure against his pulse. He missed them badly.

She pressed the button on her belt and it fell free. She started to get up.

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