Page 18 of Fatal Collision
Harsh breaths rush from my chest. What the hell was that? I’m lightheaded, and my body trembles as I slowly come to my senses. Kane waits me out but makes no move to touch me again.
“Why did you stop?” I ask breathlessly.
“This isn’t your kink.”
What is he talking about now? My kink?
My heavy eyelids threaten to fall shut. I try to focus on his face and the subtle twitch in his jaw, but thethrobbing between my legs is slowly turning into an ache, a need unlike any I’ve felt, one only he can fix.
Reaching out, he cradles my chin, deceptively gentle, and says, “Fingering your sweet cunt is what a lesser man would do because he’s too shortsighted to see the real prize. But me? Nothing less than complete ruination will suffice. You owe me an orgasm, little thief, but more than that, you owe me your complete destruction.”
I open my mouth to say something, anything, but he exits the car before a single word can form on my lips. Moments later, the passenger door opens, and he unclips my seatbelt, swings me around so my ass is at the edge of the seat, and settles on his knees between my legs.
With unmatched hunger and savagery, he peppers my thigh with stinging bites, making me shake, before repeating the process on my other leg.
By the time he peers up at me from between my thighs, I’m almost hyperventilating and ready to combust. It has started to rain, and it smatters on the roof like darts.
The sudden downpour soaks through Kane’s clothes in seconds, but if anything, it stokes my arousal to see the way his see-through shirt clings to his bulging muscles when he shifts.
A prowling lion carefully stalking its prey.
“Do you want me to taste you, Jessica?” He opens the glove compartment and pulls out a gun, which he uses to trace my parted lips. “Do you want me to eat youout until you come so hard that every time another man touches you, it’s me you think of?”
The weapon trails lower, down the curve of my chin, the length of my throat, and in between my heaving breasts. I’m trembling with nerves. “Do you want that, little thief?” he asks again, quietly this time, as the gun drags the fabric across my stomach.
“Yes,” I whisper shakily. I want that more than anything. This throbbing desire I feel now is clouding my senses. Kane is from the Heights, for fuck’s sake. He’s a privileged asshole who has never struggled a day in his life, a man who doesn’t care who he tramples to get what he wants… and for some weird reason, he wants me.
Eyes on my face, he hums softly while skirting my mound with the gun. He trails it down the inside of my thigh, over the trail of bitemarks, before reaching back to insert the weapon into the waistband of his jeans.
Confused, I push up onto my elbows as Kane stands up and looks me over, spread out like a feast, as if he’s trying to burn the image into his memory. Suddenly self-conscious, I resist the urge to shut my legs. I refuse to show weakness in front of him… and I won’t apologize for my sexual desires, even if he’s the last person I should involve myself with.
“Get out,” he says.
What? Why?
Reaching in, he grabs my arm and hauls me into therain. I stumble in my heels, and he spins me around to face the forest.
“Here’s how we’ll do this. I’ll give you a head start, and I want you to find somewhere to hide… a burrow, if you will, like a good little rabbit.”
He slowly sweeps my hair away from my shoulder and leans in to skim his warm lips against the shell of my ear. “And you better pray I don’t find you, or things won’t end so well for you, little thief.”
SEVEN
JESSICA
A wave of arousal crashes through me, and I bite my lip to suppress the broken whimper in my throat.
“I will say this,” he continues, tracing his fingers from one shoulder to the next, dancing his touch over my skin. “I have a gun. Think you can overpower me?”
“I know I can,” I manage to say, voice breathy.
“Really? You think I’ll let a petite little thing like you dominate me?”
When he grips my hip and pulls me closer to his crotch, his heat burns into me from behind, and a violent shiver overtakes me. The sensation of him, throbbing and hard against my back, muddles my mind. Why do I want him of all people? Someone so wrong.
“I did it before, or have you forgotten already?”
A deep chuckle drifts into my ear and spills down my neck. “Let’s hope you can do it again, because it’s the only way you’ll stop me fromfucking you raw.”
