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“We’ll discuss that later, Sierra. ”
“I don’t want to discuss it later. I want to discuss it now. ” She rose to her feet and he noticed the small wince she almost hid.
His lips quirked. He could hear the nervousness in her voice, but he could also detect the knowledge in it. She knew exactly what he wanted from her.
“Lollipop, now isn’t the time. ”
“And why are you calling me that horrendous name?” Exasperation filled her voice.
This time, he couldn’t stop the grin that curled at his lips.
“Lollipop? Because you’re so damned sweet to lick and suck on. And I think I developed an addiction that night, lollipop. I want more. A whole lot more. ”
The statement stopped Sierra in her tracks as she began to stalk across the room to him. She swore every erogenous zone in her body jumped into hyperdrive, and every spark of anger he could have possibly ignited flared inside her as well.
He spoke as though he remembered it. As though it possibly meant something to him? She doubted very seriously he had a clue.
“How would you know? You passed out. ”
“Right between the sweetest thighs I think I’ve ever had surrounding my face. ” He grinned rakishly. “I remember that part, baby, just before passing out. Licking the sweetest, hottest little pussy I think I’ve ever had my mouth on. ”
So that was the last thing he remembered? Asshole. He didn’t even remember kneeling between her thighs, taking her, then passing out.
“So you think I’m just going to be your little plaything while I’m here?”
The idea actually had its merits. Of a limited variety anyway. She could feel her breasts swelling, her thighs tightening, her pussy flushing and dampening.
Her clit was so sensitive now she wondered if she could come as she stepped closer to the kitchen.
Being John’s plaything would introduce her to a world of supreme pleasure, unfortunately, it would also include a world of heartache unlike anything she wanted to deal with.
Her heart had already been broken, she preferred that the parts still intact, stayed that way.
“I could handle that,” he agreed as though the thought had never occurred to him.
“Oh, I bet you could. ” Her arms crossed her breasts despite the tenderness there. “Too bad it’s not going to happen. ”
And to that, he laughed. The rich, dark male sound ricocheted up her spine and sent shivers of anticipated pleasure racing through her body. She knew that sound. Sexy, filled with intent. But she had never heard it turned on her before now.
“Sweet Sierra,” he sighed as though with relish. “You think you can sleep in my bed night after night, put up with me holding you, touching you, and still deny me?”
“I’m not sleeping in your bed. ” The very thought of it was more dangerous than she wanted to contemplate.
“Sorry, but that’s exactly where you’re sleeping. ” A pan slid on the stove, and as though they were discussing nothing more than the weather, he began making breakfast. Enough breakfast to feed an army.
Sierra could only stare back at him in shock. Unfortunately, she knew John to
o well, and she knew that tone of voice. Finding an argument against him wasn’t going to be easy.
“You think only weeks after that attack that I want any man in my bed?” The words popped out of her mouth before she could stop them.
For a second, she could feel the fear tearing through her, but only for a second, quite simply because she knew John was the last man in the world that would ever harm her.
It wouldn’t matter how angry he was with her, it wouldn’t matter what she had done. He would never harm her.
“No, I don’t think you want any man at all,” he agreed much too easily. “But I’m not just any man, lollipop, I’m the man you actually want. ”
The sheer audacity, the supreme confidence, in his voice had her lips parting in momentary, complete surprise. The problem with that surprise was the fact that he was right. Of all the men in the world, John was the one she would never stop wanting, the one she would never stop aching for. The one she would never fear would hurt her physically.
