Page 113 of Mr. Dangerous

I was trappedwithhim.

I was trapped with the feelings I couldn’t handle. And Liam was too goddamn right about the wholething.

Back at Castle Delaney, I felt like I could breathe again. I settled on the balcony off Rob’s room to watch the waves roll in, the low rumble of the surf draining out my frantic internal voice. I didn’t know how I’d ever sleep again; I couldn’t stop thinking about those men who had hunted me through the woods. About how there were men like that in the world, willing to cut my throat to hurt Rob. The thought was so overwhelming that I squeezed my eyes shut against the glare of the sun off the oceanwater.

The French doors closed quietly behind me, and I jumped, turning, to see Rob. He was broad-shouldered in a blue sweater and dark jeans, his eyes tired and his strong jaw covered in some serious dark shadow. I felt myheartjump.

"They let you go,"Isaid.

"No reason to keep me." Rob held his arms out to me. "Except that they think I'm a danger to any criminal population in Newport. I'm supposed to try and stay out oftrouble."

I let myself sink into his arms, which clutched tightly around me. “Areyou?”

“I wish I could,” he said. He pressed his lips to the top of my head. “Trouble came looking for me. For the Delaneys. And because of us… for you. I have toendit.”

“I want to help you,”Isaid.

“And I want to keepyousafe.”

His hard arms around me made me feel like I was safe, no matter what the truth was. But Rob’s eyes sharpened, his jaw setting, as if he was remembering how he’d felt when I was running in the woods from his enemies. “I shouldn’t have dragged you into my world. I never thought this would happen,Naomi.”

“I know,” I said. “Believe me, if you’d saidthis way to great sex! And carjackings! And torture! And kidnappings!I would’ve been like ehh, Rob, I have really missed you, but I’m going to havetopass.”

Some of the tension in his jaw vanished, his lips curving up slightly. “Like Joe said. You’ve always been thesmartone.”

“Not when it comes to you.” It was toodamntrue.

He tilted my chin up so he could kiss me. There was an electric tingle between us when he pressed his lips to mine, an arc that went straight to my core. Rob was my lightning strike, my one-in-a-million love, no matter how stupid it was for me to stand out in thestorm.

“I’m sorry,” he murmured, our lips a breathapart.

“Don’t be,” I said, and kissed him back, my hands knitting together behind his neck, holding him close to me. There were plenty of things for Rob to be sorry about, but those men who had come after me weren’t onthelist.

I’d always known that Rob would be right behind them. That there was nothing that could stand between me and the warrior who would do anything toprotectme.

Except his own stupidwalls.

“You can’t just shut me out,” I said softly. “This is my battle toonow,Rob.”

“Okay,” he promised, his big hand cupping my jaw. “You’re right. No moresecrets.”

I raised a skeptical gaze to his fond blue eyes, and he promised me, “I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you here with me, safe andsound.”

I had to shake my head. “I guess we’re stuck with each other until this isallover.”

He smiled faintly, a self-deprecating twitch of the corners of that handsome mouth. “I guess I’m pretty happy you’re stuck with me, since lord knows I can’t win you over onmyown.”

“You do have your good points,” I said, and then he pushed me gently down into one of the patio chairs on the balcony. One of his eyebrows was quirked, a mischievous glint inhiseyes.

“We shouldn’t,” I said, but I was so tired, so eager to be wrapped tight in his arms and comforted, and when he knelt between my thighs, I let them fall open. He rested his big hands on my knees, fondly kissing the inside of one knee and then the other. His lips were so soft, and the contrast with his big, rough, warrior’s body alwayssurprisedme.

He dragged my jeans and panties down, and when those deep blue eyes flickered up to mine, I was surprised as ever by how those normally icy eyes turned warm and soft when they met mine. Those eyes didn’t lie. Those eyes gavehimaway.

“Just reminding you why you put up with me,” he said, and before I could make the saucy comeback on my mind, he leaned forward and licked my clit. I gasped at the sensation of that strong pink tongue, the ripple of lust it sent through my core. With his powerful forearms braced on my lap, his eyes still on mine, he slipped his tongue inside me. His tongue thrust inside me over and over, his mouth working on my clit. I felt the heat of my orgasm building, and I tried to push him away. The corners of his mouths quirked up slightly, but he didn’t stop. I felt my toes curl against the cool tile floor of thebalcony.

“Stop,” I murmured, pushing on his arms. “I want youinsideme.”

This time when I pushed his shoulders, he let himself tumble back, sitting on the tile floor of the balcony with a self-satisfied smirk. I slipped off my seat and straddled him, pinning him to the tile with my throbbing core pressed against the rough fabric of his jeans. My fingers slipped as I tried to work his damn impossible belt buckle. I could almost feel him grinning without having to look up at him, some of the sexual tension between us breaking in my exasperation. Then I had the clasp undone, and I yanked the butter-soft leather out of the clasp, pushing his jeans down his narrow hips. He popped his hips up, and I felt his hard length against me before I yanked his jeans away downhislegs.

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