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He was staring back at her tenderly, but there was no missing the spark of rage behind the tenderness, or the pure confidence that poured from him.
“What happens if you run, Kelly?” he asked her, moving toward her, a slow, predatory movement that had her heart racing in anticipation even as fear overwhelmed her. “Can you stay one step ahead of him? Can you live your life knowing he can strike at any minute? Knowing that eventually he’ll get tired of just watching you, and find a reason to kill you instead? Just as he found a reason to kill that girl last night?”
“I’m not stupid. ” Her breath caught as his hands cupped her shoulders, his thumbs smoothing over the flesh the straps of her shirt left bare. “I’m scared, Rowdy,” her voice lowered. “I’m so scared. ”
“That’s natural,” he whispered. “Do you know I’m scared too, Kelly?”
She stared back at him in surprise.
“Scared you won’t trust us to protect you. Scared you’ll leave, that he’ll hurt you in ways you won’t be able to come back from. That I’ll lose you forever. That’s what scares me, Kelly. Hell, it terrifies me. ”
“Don’t…” She shook her head, shaking at the throb of emotion in his voice, the pain that threaded through it.
“I’d rather die than see that, Kelly,” he whispered painfully, his eyes tormented, dark with emotion. “Don’t you understand, sweetheart? I love you until I can’t breathe without feeling it move through me, feeling your presence around me. You’re my heart. My soul. I won’t let that bastard take that from me. If it means I have to lock you up for your own protection and listen to you rage for a lifetime, I’d do it. Anything, Kelly, to keep you safe. ”
The tears were streaming down her face now, shudders whipping through her body at the sound of his voice. Her big, tough Rowdy, his tone soft, thick with emotion, his eyes brilliant with it.
“I love you so much, Rowdy. ” Her hands moved from his chest, no longer pressing to hold him back, but moving to his shoulders as he drew her to his chest, holding her close, secure against him.
“It’s going to be okay, Kelly. ” She felt his head lower, felt his lips move over her forehead. “Everything’s going to be fine, babe. I’m not stupid, or careless. And Dawg and Natches sure as hell aren’t. We’re going get through this. All of us, baby. ”
She lifted her head for his kiss, needing it, desperate to fill the dark places moving through her soul with the fire of his hunger, his need. She could feel his cock straining beneath his jeans, pressing against her stomach as she drew his head down to her.
“Kiss me, Rowdy,” she whispered. “Kiss me like I dream—”
His lips stole her words as a hungry groan filled the air. His groan, her whimpering cry of need as she felt the heat and lust moving from him, into her.
Her lips opened as her arms curled around his neck, pulling him closer to her as he tilted her head back, sipping from her lips, licking at them, nipping until they opened as she was crying out for more. Needing more. His tongue was a stroke of fire, his han
ds were everywhere. Hunger heated the air, filled her body and whipped around her like forked fingers of lightning tingling over her body.
In those moments there was no stalker, no danger, no death or pain. There was only passion. There was only Rowdy.
Amazement flared through Rowdy, not for the first time, at the pleasure he received from just kissing Kelly. Holding her head between his hands, feeling her silky hair fall over his hands, feeling her lips like hot satin beneath his.
And her taste. She intoxicated him. Nothing but Dawg’s white lightning had ever had the power to affect him so quickly, until Kelly’s kiss. Her touch. Her passion.
He groaned against her lips as he let his tongue dip past them, feeling hers waiting, tangling against him like damp silk and sending his senses spinning.
A man shouldn’t be so weak in the face of a kiss, he thought with a sliver of amusement. But damn if she didn’t sap his will to resist her, to keep from taking her again and again.
And he was going to have her again. Now. He was going to lay her back on that big bed and sink inside her until she screamed his name.
He backed her toward the bed, keeping his lips on hers as his hands moved from her head to wrap around her back before gripping the hem of her shirt and pushing beneath it. She had the softest skin he had ever touched. Everything about Kelly was different, better, hotter, and sweeter, and with each touch he only wanted more.
“Let’s get you out of these damned clothes,” he muttered as he tore his lips from hers, his eyes lifting to stare down at her.
Her lips were swollen, cheeks flushed with arousal, and her pretty gray eyes were dark, stormy with hunger. Damn, he liked her hungry. She was like a little tigress, scratching and mewling and uncaring of anything but the pleasure she was attaining. The pleasure he was giving her.
Getting undressed was a matter of a few ripped seams, some buttons popping, and strangled curses as they both struggled with stubborn jeans. But within seconds he was tumbling her back to the bed, his lips zeroing in on her hard, peaked nipples as the taste of her filled his mouth.
God, she was sweet. Arching to him, hoarse cries leaving her lips as he suckled at the tight little points. Her head was thrown back, her hands gripping his head, holding him to her as he went from one swollen mound to the other.
All the while her hot little body twisted and writhed beneath him as her thigh caressed the tight length of his cock. He could feel his balls tightening with the need to fuck and to do it now. It was always like this with Kelly. He couldn’t wait to get inside her, to feel her silken heat clasping him, rippling around him as he thrust into the liquid fire of her tight little pussy.
And that heat was so close. He could feel it whispering over the head of his erection, drawing him to her. He wasn’t going to be able to wait long, he knew. Long enough maybe, maybe, to ease down her straining body. He did just that, laying quick little kisses down her abdomen, licking at her skin, tasting her with every cell of his body. Just long enough to spread her thighs and settle between them before dipping his head for one quick little taste of her sweet, juicy cunt.
His taste buds exploded as he slid his tongue through the syrupy slit before circling the tight, swollen bud of her clit. Sweet, tart, silken ambrosia that entangled his senses and kept him coming back for more.
