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“No,” I say shyly. “I just happen to notice all the handsome men that break the club’s dress code.”
His eyes flare as he leans in. “And how many of them are there?”
I open my mouth to say something snarky, but it dies pretty fast when my eyes lock on his intense ones, and suddenly, I don’t want to poke the bear. “Only you,” I whisper. “You’re the only man I’ve noticed.”
“And it better stay that way.” His mouth dips to mine before I can process his words, and I melt into him. I gasp against his lips when he slides his hands under my knees and lifts me to the counter before stepping between my legs. Hawk takes advantage of that, deepening the kiss further as he duels my tongue for dominance, and I submit to him. I whimper and arch into him when he palms my tits, kneading them roughly in his hands as he sends my mind spinning with the kiss.
“Daddy . . .” The word slips out before I can make sense of what I am saying.
“Fuck!” Hawk breaks the kiss and pushes back to look at me. There is heat behind his eyes, and I gasp when he rubs his thumb over my nipple. “I promised I would be good today, little girl. You’re really tempting me.”
My eyes glaze over when he lifts his hand to my throat, hard eyes on mine as he tightens his grip with the perfect amount of pressure. “Oh God—”
“I was going to feed you first and then teach you a few moves you could use to protect yourself,” he says, digging his fingers into my skin. “But I think we’ll do it right now, right here.”
“Do what?”
“I just realized there will never be an ideal situation for someone to attack you. It could happen anywhere at any time. If they corner you at school or at work, in a dark crowded room, what will you do?”
“Fight.” I moan when he drags his thumb over my pulse.
“Then do it. I want to see you push me off, fight me, and get my hands off you!” I pout, biting back the need to say that I don’t want his hands off me. Hell, he must know the truth with the way my body is trembling. My sex is already pulsing from the single touch and the memory of his hands caressing me last night. “Fight me, Kirsten.”
“I can’t,” I whisper pathetically, looking away. I can’t hit, punch, or kick him the way I always picture doing to my boss. Christ, how much more pathetic can I get. Here is a man pushing me to do what I practically begged him to do, and I am making no effort to learn. But the truth is . . .
I don’t want to learn.
When he called me his last night, a part of me settled with the knowledge that he would protect me from the likes of Johnny. I know I shouldn’t be thinking this way, as I just met him and Hawk cannot always be with me, but . . . I don’t want to spend our time together doing anything but kissing and touching.
“If someone comes at you when I am not there to protect you, I want you to punch their throat or kick their balls. Scratch their face and scream. I am going to show you a move you’ll use to break out of a chokehold . . .”
Hawk goes to move away, but I grab his arm. “W-what if you teach me that later or . . . uhm, this afternoon? I don’t have to work till Monday. You could teach me the moves tomorrow.”
His eyes darken as he steps back between my legs and grabs my chin, tipping my head. “Or you could be honest with me about the man you need protection from. All I need is a name.”
“He hasn’t done anything scary yet,” I whisper, his possessive voice doing things to me.
“Last night, you told me that he touched your ass,” he growls, surprising me. I don’t remember mentioning the incident with my boss.
“I don’t want to talk about him,” I whisper, drawing a finger over his pec as I blink up at him shyly. “Let’s not talk about him, or anyone else for that matter. Please . . . Daddy.”
“You have to know what you do to me with those words, angel.”
Oh, I have a clue. “Kiss me . . . please.”
His mouth is on mine the second the words are out, and that is all I need to empty my brain. Nothing else matters but this moment with Hawk as he drags his mouth wickedly over mine, his hunger feeding into mine, and soon, I am writhing on the kitchen counter.
I loop my arms around his massive shoulders and give more of myself to this man. I realize that I could fall for him . . . if I haven’t already.
Oh, who am I kidding?
I fell in love with the brooding bouncer before I knew his name. I have no idea if someone like him could love someone like me, but I can’t think about that now.
I won’t allow myself to think beyond the taste of his lips and the feel of his arms around me.
Chapter Six
Hawk
