Page 44 of When He Fights
She should do all of those things and yet…
Ana just remained in the den.She kept pacing back and forth between the couch and the picture windows in front, windows that were currently covered by heavy drapes.Her stomach felt knotted, her heart raced too fast, and she knew that she rode a hard wave of adrenaline.Her fingers fluttered at her side, strumming a phantom harp.
Kane kissed me.He kissed me in the middle of that chaos.
They should talk about that kiss, shouldn’t they?Or was she supposed to ignore it and act like the whole thing had never happened?
She heard the back door open.A moment later, it clicked closed.The faint beep of the alarm chirped as it was reset, then Ana caught the heavy and deliberate footsteps that she knew belonged to Kane.He was coming closer.Closing in.Her fingers stopped strumming as her hands fisted.Twisted.Then she shoved them behind her back and straightened her spine because—not like she was going to confess to being in love with him again.Been there, done that.Got the rejection memory to prove it.No, this was different.This was?—
“I want to fuck you,” Kane announced.
She blinked.
“I want to fuck you until you come, screaming my name.”He stopped about five feet from her.Tension seemed to swirl in the room around them.Between them.“I want to get so deep inside of you that you aren’t sure where you end and I begin.”
Um…
What was the appropriate response to those words?Yes, pleaseprobably wouldn’t be it.Would it?
“I want you to come around my dick.”
She swallowed.
“I want you to come against my mouth.I want you to ride my face.”
Was this conversation actually happening?Carefully, with her hands still behind her back, Ana pinched herself.She felt the small sting, so, yes, real.Actually happening.
“I want to make you come at least three times.That’s thefirsttime I take you.Three orgasms the first time.”
Ana swiped her tongue over her lower lip.His gaze immediately dropped to her mouth and that stare of his just went molten.
“Ana.”He breathed her name like a prayer.“What am I going to do with you?”
From the sound of things, he’d had a couple of very good possibilities that he’d raised.But they’d done this dance before.
She lifted her chin.She also stopped twisting her hands behind her back and let them fall to her sides.Deliberately, she kept her steps slow and certain as she eliminated the distance between them.With every step Ana took, the heat in his eyes seemed to intensify.She was pretty surprised that he didn’t burn her simply from his scorching gaze.
Ana stopped right in front of him.“You saved my life tonight.”
“I’ll save your life any night.”
“Well, hopefully, that won’t always be necessary.Hopefully, every night won’t end with me being in mortal jeopardy.”She raised her hand and placed it on his chest, right over his racing heart.
Fast.Hard.
“You saved me, then you kissed me.”
His gaze was still on her mouth.
“Now you talk about f-fucking me.”Dammit, she’d stuttered.When she’d been trying so hard to be all blasé about things.“Is this going to be one of those situations where you change your mind in five minutes?Where you tell me that it’s adrenaline and fear or fury, and that we’re not thinking clearly?”
“Ana.”A shake of his head.“It is adrenaline.And fear.And fury.”
Disappointment knifed through her.
“I feel all of those things.But I feel them plenty, given my line of work.And I don’t typically want to fuck like crazy when they crash through my system.”
Oh?
