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“Karlee,” I whisper, kissing the top of her head, “this goes nowhere.”
She pulls back a little and tips her head to look up at me. “I like nowhere.”
“Karlee, you’ll get hurt.”
She’s so fucking dangerous. She looks at me, understanding beyond clear in her eyes, and says, “My decision, Tizio. What’s yours?”
Chapter Fourteen
KARLEE
“My decision?” He brushes a strand of hair from my face, and his amber eyes are dark and warm on me. They’re the kind I could lose myself in. He’s what I can lose myself in.
I try to grab hold of my dislike for him, but I can’t find it.
Because I think, like me, he’s treading treacherous waters, not sure if he’s drowning or not.
“My decision is bad ideas, and one more time is the fucking worst, is this.”
Tizio dips his head and captures my mouth in a world-rocking kiss that’s devastating for the softness of it.
“I can’t fucking resist you, Karlee, not right now.”
He kisses me again, harder and deeper. His hand sliding down the back of my sweats to palm my ass, and a thrill rolls through me. I kiss him back because this man can kiss, and on my tongue, he’s addiction itself. I want to go as deep as I can. As low. As high. I want the toe-curling, stomach-flipping romance he’s capable of in a kiss, and I want the rough and dirty sex.
I want to be on my knees begging. I want him to pin me against the sofa, the wall, the floor, the bed, and take whatever he wants.
Tizio puts all other men I’ve sampled to shame.
He’s in my blood, and he’s a throb in my veins, heat in my bones. How can he be someone I don’t like when he kisses like this?
It doesn’t even matter the never again hangs there, loud and heavy. I want everything he has to give me for as long as possible.
He’s right, this isn’t going anywhere.
I kiss his throat, and this time I bite and suck him hard, wanting to mark him, to bruise him, to lay claim for as long as I can, even after this ends. I want that bruise there in a week when he’s set all the guard rails back.
My brother doesn’t bother me the way he does him. Fallon’s not my boss, and I know Tizio will find the answers and his protection will end, or he’ll set it up so I’m under someone else’s watch.
He grabs my ponytail and pulls me off his throat, eyes glittering amber sparks.
Fire burns through me as I catch something in that look. “What is it? What do you want me to do?”
“Asking me that, Karlee, is like pouring rocket fuel all over everything. And I don’t think you can take it.” He comes in, mouth at my ear, and he’s moved us so I’m pressing against the wall, his hard body on mine. “Think last night but more.”
It’s instinct that makes me do it, makes me say it. I press up into him. He has my hair, my head back against the wall, and I can taste the savage beat in him, and it feeds something in me. I rock up against his body, slide my hand down to stroke his cock. “Because I’m too young?”
“Too innocent.”
“I’m not innocent. I want you to fuck my face, my cunt, my ass. I want you to beg for me. I want?—”
“To be a filthy, nasty girl, Karlee?” He pulls on my hair, and it’s a good bite against me as he presses into my hand. “You think you have the upper hand?”
It’s dangerous what we’re doing because I don’t do this. But it doesn’t matter because the danger is flame, and finding my way is a thrill. The heat and light in his eyes, the nasty little curve to his mouth, all the rewards there are.
Almost all.
This is just talk, and if this is all there’s going to be, I want my mind blown.
