Page 36 of Lethal Threat
But my god, the taste of her is like coming home.
“Sierra, we need to stop.” I can hardly speak between my ragged breaths.
Only I drag her tight against me, sliding my hand up until I’ve got a fistful of hair.
But I keep it slow, ignoring the fact that my heart is roaring in my ears.
I want to strip her naked. I want to suck and lick, fuck and eat her until she screams my name like she always did.
“Cole, what’s happening?” she whispers, just an inch from me as she pants for air.
“I missed you so fucking much.” The words grate out of me as I drag her back to my lips.
Against my will, a rush of blood drops into my cock, searing a path from my heart straight to my loins as if I’ve opened a gate to a dam.
Alarm bells start going off in my head, like sirens on a plane that’s going down.
But I don’t move. And slowly, Sierra glides her hands up my pecs until she has her arms wrapped around my neck.
Disaster ahead. The proverbial shoe is waiting to drop.
Reaching up, I pull her hands away. “Let’s slow this train down.”
When she languidly raises her lashes, her eyes are glassy with desire. The pulse in her neck is racing. Her lips are parted and wet from my kiss.
Man down. I need an extraction fast. Fuck.
Embarrassment colors her cheeks on top of the flush from what just happened.
“I’m sorry. Not sure what got into me.”
I know what got into me and it’s not good. Not with the fucked up situation we’re dealing with.
I barely keep my head enough to make my voice steady. “We will have plenty of time for that later. After?—”
Hell, I don’t have a clue what I’m saying.
Gruffly, I add, “Later. Just later.”
But the genuine panic starts when we’re on the plane.
Chapter Thirteen
SIERRA
I jolt when I look out the plane window. Wheezing with excitement, I bounce in my seat. “Oh my god. I remember that.”
When I swivel in my seat, I freeze. Cole looks both confused and worried. “What expression is that on your face?”
“What do you mean?” His frown deepens.
“You look like I just kicked you for no good reason.”
He blanks his face and the air around him chills. “What did you remember?”
My joy comes flooding back. “Everything!”
He stares at me with sharp, penetrating eyes. I swear the color is leaching from his face. But why?
