Page 18 of Cold-Hearted King


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I’d been shocked she’d accepted the punishment. That told me something very distinct about her. She was very much afraid of having the sheriff called. I had to wonder what she was hiding underneath the thick layers of armor she’d forged around herself as protection. While the saying went curiosity killed the cat, it fueled my hunger to the point all I could think about was spending time with the woman.

Who was I kidding? I wanted to fuck her like some wild animal would do. Oh, yeah. I was definitely a very bad man. Indecent as hell.

“Two more.” My voice was huskier than normal and my cock was pushing hard against my jeans, making every movement uncomfortable. I would dole out the last two strikes then get the fuck out of the bar before I did anything stupid. That was the promise I’d made to myself more than once.

My fingers tingled as I lifted the belt and when she swung her head over her shoulder, a murderous look on her face, it only made me want her that much more. Get on with it, asshole.

I finished the dirty deed, immediately backing away, even turning slightly so I wouldn’t be able to see her reaction, including her hatred. Besides, she needed privacy and a small part of me remained a gentleman, or so I’d hoped.

I didn’t hear anything from her as I shoved my belt back into the loops, fighting to control my heavy breathing. What in God’s name was wrong with me? Another couple of seconds passed and I turned around quickly just as she was sliding off the bar, fighting to slide her thong and jeans back into position. Before she had a chance to tug on her zipper, she took a giant step backwards at an awkward angle. When she started to trip, I took a giant step closer, twisting her body around to face me as I brought her against my chest.

Red immediately slammed her hands against my chest, doing everything she could to break the connection. We were locked in a mind game for a few seconds, a push and pull for control of the situation. She was determined to win, the slight smile curling on her luscious lips drawing my attention.

“Back off, buddy,” she growled.

“Just being neighborly.”

The lilt of her laugh filtered into my eardrums, which had a direct connection to my cock. Now, feeling it pushing hard against my jeans, I was certain the tip would become pinched in my zipper.

“There ain’t a neighborly bone in your body. I bet you’re one of those condo commandos back home in Slickville USA.”

“Condo commandos?”

She nodded, keeping her arms as straight as possible, only she’d curled her long fingers around my shirt, her breath skipping just like it had done before. “You know the type. A clipboard in his hand while he waltzes around to his neighbors’ condos or houses, finding anything that could be considered a violation of the community’s governing documents, reporting it with glee in his heart. Then watching while his neighbors are fined for such an atrocity? That’s you to the letter T.”

“Wow. We just met and you’re certain you know everything about me.” I was easily able to force her arms to bend, crowding her space. I found it interesting that she wasn’t attempting to get away from me. I inhaled another whiff of her perfume and I’d be damned if I wasn’t lightheaded. No woman had ever managed to have this powerful of an effect. Not on a man like me, a user.

Or so the last chick I’d been with had called me more than once.

She slid her hand up further on my tee shirt, effectively kneading my chest with her long, nimble fingers. I casually eased my gaze from her lush mouth to the long line of her neck, reeling from the raging desire that was pushing hard against my rational mind. Who was I kidding? I’d need to jerk off tonight with her image in my mind or there would be no sleep for me.

Her breathing remained ragged, her mouth twisting. When out of the blue the door was opened, two men walking inside, we both snapped our heads in the direction of the sound of their boots thudding against the floor.

“Go away!” we both said at the same time. The men were startled, enough so they backed out without uttering a word.

And they weren’t the type of men who would bother obeying anyone’s commands.

She took another scattered breath then tried to break the connection. “Get out, city slicker. I’m done with you.”

While I let her go, keeping my heated expression, she didn’t back away as she’d insisted on doing before. Instead, her eyes were issuing a dare, her mouth drawing me in like a moth to a flame. Maybe we’d both be burned by the end of the evening but at this point the thought of throwing caution to the wind, enjoying a salacious moment was all I could think about.

I fisted her hair with enough force I dragged her onto her toes. “That’s not going to happen, Red.”

“Oh, yes, it is.” She arched her back, her chest rising and falling, her taut nipples pressing against the tight tee shirt in a way I couldn’t ignore.

With a single savage jerk, I crushed her chest against mine. “I’m not done with you yet. You see, darlin’. I’m the kind of man who takes what he wants. And for tonight, you’re all mine.”

I dropped my head, capturing her mouth instantly. Stiffening at first, she didn’t react at all, acting as if what I was doing didn’t faze her in the least. But as she started to relax, passion reared its powerful head. I pushed open her soft lips, sliding my tongue inside and suddenly the electricity that had rushed between us before was back tenfold, the thirst and hunger off the charts.

The taste of her was sweeter than I’d imagined, Bing cherries and a hint of cinnamon. She moaned into the kiss, wrapping one arm around my neck. The way she tangled her fingers in my hair was as if she was afraid of letting go.

That wasn’t going to happen. As of right now, she was mine for the night.

Jessica

Wham!

The hard kick of his boot against the door almost made me break out in a fit of giggles.

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