Page 8 of Kane's Bounty
“If I kiss you now, it’s not because I want information, Lena. I just can’t help myself.”
His soft declaration sent liquid heat directly to her pussy. She clenched her thighs together, heightening the sensation. “I know.”
His lips toyed with her bottom one, sucking it in gently and then releasing it. He did the same to her upper lip and she responded in kind. The kiss was a gentle mating. He nipped at the corners of her mouth and trailed kisses along her chin and jaw before returning to her mouth and plunging his tongue inside.
Every nerve was set on fire by his touch forcing out a gasp.
He made love to her mouth and she felt as if she were the only person in his world. The other passengers ceased to exist. To her horror, if he had asked, she would have allowed him to fuck her on the plane. Her body responded to him and a soft moan escaped her lips.
Pulling away, his breath was as unsteady as hers.
Her gaze lowered to his lap, where a substantial bulge pressed against his jeans. Unfortunately, the end of the kiss brought with it the realization that they were not alone. She longed to touch his cock, caress it, have him deep inside her.
“Please stop.” His voice sounded pained.
“Sorry.” She’d forgotten he could read her mind. “Can you actually hear what I’m thinking?”
He shook his head. “No, but I get a pretty good idea when the thoughts are that intense.”
“Can you turn it off?”
“Yes, but it’s uncomfortable. It’s like holding your nose or covering your ears.”
“I would think it would be uncomfortable to hear what everyone is thinking.”
He shrugged. “I’m used to it. I can focus it. Like being in a crowded restaurant, but only really hearing the person across the table. You hear the rest of the talking, but it’s background noise.”
She nodded. “I understand.”
He turned toward her again. “What is it you have that Thorn wants?”
“The Stones of Adeline.” Telling him came naturally. It was like telling an old friend or a lover. She shivered with the intimacy the word lover encompassed. Nothing in her past came close to that connection. Kane was a stranger and one who had a job that included turning her in.
“What’s that?”
Her instinct told her to tell him, but her training and experience with Thorn warned her not to say too much.
“I won’t betray you, Lena. Even if I turn you over to the courts, I’ll never tell anyone what you tell me about the stones.”
He was reading her mind. She shut herself off. She’d learned that trick in the last few years too. She could seal away her mind from interlopers. It was something she’d needed to learn while being married to Oscar. He was always trying to find out how he could use the stones, but get rid of her. It had become as simple as flipping a switch to her.
As soon as she cut him off, his mouth turned down in a frown. “That’s very impressive. How did you learn to do it?”
“I’ve had to learn a lot as Oscar Thorn’s wife.”
His eyes were blue crystals and they were only an inch from hers. “I meant what I said. I will not betray you.”
“But you will not let me go either.” The bitterness in her voice reflected the way she felt about all men since marrying Oscar. He was gorgeous too. He’d had money and power and he’d wanted her.
“I have a job to do, but I’m willing to listen to your story, which is more than I’ve ever done for any other mark, Lena. Try to see it from my side. I’m hired by the courts to apprehend and return a fugitive. You escaped custody. It’s my job to bring you back.”
Her stomach churned at the memory of her escape. “I had no choice. Oscar was going to kill me and I couldn’t let him get ahold of the stones. They are my responsibility and I had already put them in enough danger by marrying the wrong man. If I was dead, he’d find them.”
Kane’s eyes narrowed. “Did you swallow these stones?”
She smiled. He was worried she was going to drop dead, as if she was a drug smuggler. “No. I sat on them, in a manner of speaking.”
Understanding dawned on Kane and the heat in his eyes increased tenfold. “And is that where they still reside?” She didn’t say anything.
