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My fingers slide down the cords of Adam’s powerful neck as he pulls me closer, his breath fanning against my cheeks. I feel myself being lifted and then roughly shoved on top of his work table, right next to the kinetic batteries that are sprawling open with all the sensitive mechanisms exposed to the heat we’re creating.
Adam slides his hands up my thighs and slows the kiss down, inhaling me as if I’m a limited-edition candy he’s been craving.
Caught between his rock hard body and the desk, I’m still not satisfied. My knees are pressing against Adam’s belt, creating a distance, preventing me from having him where I really want him. Eager for a different position, I spread my thighs and nudge him between them by locking my ankles at his waist.
His eyes pop open and he flashes me a look so feral, I briefly wonder if that was a mistake. But the thought dies a fiery death when Adam thrusts so hard that I rock back on the desk, nearly sweeping his expensive invention to the floor.
I should care.
And there’s some part of me that does.
But I’m too busy burning.
Burning like a radioactive volcano.
Too busy melting from every touch, every caress. I arch under Adam, his body pinned against mine, his desire a lashing, attacking monster. My chest feels like it’s about to crack into pieces, but he shows no mercy.
An absolute criminal.
Stealing my heart.
Stealing my breath.
Stealing my mind.
The kinetic batteries would not have survived the night if not for the ringing of a cell phone.
Adam and I break apart harshly, our breaths shallow and skittering. I realize where I am as if I’m coming out of a dream. My back is against the table, a dull tool is pushing into my shoulder, my hair’s a mess and I can feel my lips swelling as they hit the cool air.
The phone rings again.
We both groan at the same time.
“Ignore it,” I tell him, wrapping my fingers in his shirt.
He nibbles my ear, the evidence of his carnage revealed in dilated brown eyes. I can see him considering it and then he sighs. “I have a son. I can’t ignore phone calls. Weren’t you the one who told me that?”
I grunt. “Did I?”
He laughs at my disappointment.
“I hate when you use my own words against me,” I mutter. Sitting up fully, I concede defeat and focus on getting my heart rate back to normal.
Adam’s phone keeps ringing.
My phone starts ringing at the same time.
Something dark unfurls in my gut. My internal alarm bells are going off.
Adam maintains eye contact as he reaches for his phone.
I check mine.
Lyra?
I press ignore and the screen goes black.
In the cell phone’s reflection, I see a freshly ravaged woman with tousled hair and ruined makeup.
