She sucked in a breath.“What are you doing?I-I thought we were talking about Dr.Owen.”
They had been.Now they were talking about soulmates.They’d left the reporters and the annoying doctor behind.“What am I doing?”He’d be honest.“Playing with you.”His head tilted.“Baiting you.”And, oddly enough, hurting myself.But he kept his smile in place.“Why are you afraid?”
“I’m not afraid of you.”Certainty.
“You’re afraid that you belong to me.With me.”Did she think he didn’t see it?“You wanted to study the children of serials because you were trying to figure out how to stop that darkness inside yourself.Only now you’re fucking me, and…do you like the dark, Lily?”
“I just told you that I wasn’t afraid.Not of you.And, no, I’m not afraid of the dark.”
“I didn’t ask if you wereafraidof the dark.I asked if youlikedthe dark.”
Her chin inched up.“I don’t see the point of these questions.”
Oh, there was a point.“You don’t want to belong to me.”
“Is that what you think?”She wasn’t staring directly at him.Her attention was focused on the window near him.
“I think you’re scared of yourself, and you’re scared of me.”
“I told you,I’m not scared of you.” Her gaze jumped to collide with his.
“Prove it.”A taunt.
“Fine.”Then she—she leapt across the small distance that had separated them.Lily jumped toward him.On him.She straddled him as he reclined on the seat, her knees pushing down into the leather on either side of him.Her hands pressed to his cheeks, and her mouth crashed down on his.
Well, well, well…
She wasn’t kissing him like she was afraid.She was kissing him like she was hungry, desperate, aroused, and her response was the last thing he’d expected.
His hands curled around her hips.Then, he grabbed the material of her dress—soft fabric, but not as silken as her skin—and he hiked it up.Up, up, and his fingers were sliding over her thighs.Then higher.
Her mouth pulled from his.“I was wrong about you.”
He’d touched her panties.He hadnotintended to fuck Lily in the limo.Had not.Had?—
“You can’t profile for shit, Atlas Bennett.”
Atlas opened his eyes.He found Lily staring down at him.Her hands had moved to clamp over his shoulders.
“I’m not afraid of you,” she told him.“You’re dead wrong on that.”
His fingers slid under the edge of her panties.Stroked over her clit.
She sucked in a sharp breath.Her hands clamped harder around his shoulders.
He slid a finger into her.Tight.So tight.His thumb played with her clit.“You afraid of yourself, sweets?”She was getting wetter.Hotter.
“I’m afraid…I’m afraid I-I want you too much.”
“Too much?Not a thing.”He needed her mouth on him again.Needed his dickinher.
“I’m scared…” Breathy.Husky.
Ah, there it was…
He pulled his hand away from his perfect heaven.“What are you afraid of?Tell me.”
“I’m scared that you’ll see all of me, and that you’ll turn away.Soulmates aren’t real.That doesn’t happen.They are a dream.Nothing more.They aren’t real.Especially not for someone like me.”She licked her lips.“Or at least, that’s what I thought.I didn’t count on you.I didn’t think—didn’t believe I’dfeelthis way.Ever.”
