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Goddamn, he’d never experienced anything like it. This woman could make him eat shit, and he’d still come back for more. No wonder she’d captured his heart back in the day, and he’d never been able to free it.
The overhead lights came on, and she turned so quickly, he didn’t have the time nor the wherewithal to step back. He could smell her perfume, the stuff he craved… and he almost lost his mind. God, if he could just taste her once more. Moaning, he grabbed her arms, careful not to inflict pain, and pulled her to him. They stood almost nose to nose, and he waited breathlessly for her to push him away.
As he stared into wary gray eyes filled with storm clouds, he groaned his truth, “Jesus, Jennie. Stop me now or I swear I’m going to kiss you… taste you.”
When she didn’t stop him, everything in his world fled, everything but savoring her. Rougher now, he pulled her to his chest, laid his mouth against hers but gently so as not to scare her. When she still hadn’t pushed him away, he deepened the kiss and lost himself in the glory of her mouth. He couldn’t get enough.
Every deadened area in his heart screeched back to life again. It scared the living bejesus out of him. Agonized, yet fighting for his sanity, he stepped back and tried to focus on an apology. “Sorry. I ahh, I shouldn’t have done that.”
At first, Jennie seemed to be in a trance but then shaking it off, she flung herself back into his arms, reached for his head, and kissed him so hard, he thought he’d died, and an angel had come to bring him home.
Before he knew what would happen, he had her against the wall and all cohesive thought disappeared. Between them, there couldn’t have been a working brain cell. Only sexual gratification apparently.
They struggled with clothing. Tearing at each other with total disregard for buttons and zippers, yanking, hissing… whimpering, their lips connected. Like a demon had entered them both, their appetite for each other had become insatiable.
In no time at all, he’d buried himself inside the slick, hot woman, her legs wrapped around his waist, and they sought their incredible exploding climaxes. Kissing her neck, touching her breasts, trying to get to as many places as he could reach as sanity fled to be replaced by pure passion.
All too soon, their ravenous needs had been satisfied. Neither looked at the other as they straightened their persons. Before she knew what he would do, he picked her up and carried her to the counter where he sat her gently between his legs.
His voice came out raspy with gratification, the afterglow spread over his expression. “I’m not going to apologize, Jennie. Because I’ll never be sorry that happened.”
She dropped her head on his chest, refusing to look at him. “It shouldn’t have. I never meant for it to. I… ahh… don’t know what came over me.”
“If you missed me as much as I missed you, we were kind of destined for fireworks when we met again. After all, the last time we were together—”
She interrupted him, slammed at his chest to push him away. “Don’t you dare go there. You left me. All alone. Never looked back. Didn’t care. And now you come here and attack me? Jesus, Kane.” Tears of rage were obvious and almost broke him. But driven, he had to speak his side.
“Attack you. I remember it differently. And if you let me, I’ll tell you why I left all those years ago, and why I stayed away. Do you care enough to listen?”
She glanced up and saw the yearning he couldn’t hide from her. As if his unspoken plea worked magic, she nodded. “I’ll make coffee. You need to stay away from me or who knows what might happen.”
“You mean another round of lovemaking.” His voice broke, and he stopped talking.
“Let’s call it what it was – pure sex and nothing more. And that’s not what I meant when I said about what might happen.” She picked up the gun that had been dropped in their haste to get to each other and nonchalantly pointed it at his privates.
Hands held up in surrender, Kane grinned. “Got it. I’ll behave if you promise to do so too.”
“You know you’re making it very hard for me not to accidentally squeeze this trigger. I could say you broke into the house and molested me. No one would convict with the evidence I’d have.”
“Yep. It would work. But can you really shoot an innocent man?”
“I’m thinking on it.” Making a disgusting sound, looking annoyed, she turned away from him. Pulling the clip out of the weapon, she flung both obstacles in question to the back of the counter and went to the coffee maker. In minutes, she’d come to where he waited at the table and put a mug in front of him and another in her place across. Then she sat and gave him the go-ahead look.
With her hair all messed, her face reddened from his beard, and the shine still alive in her stunning green gems, he had a hell of a time keeping his hands to himself. All he wanted to do was lean across, lay his lips over hers and beg her to forgive his idiotic, young boy’s stupid reasoning of protecting her from gossip and lies.
Fuck… if he’d known then what he knew now – that his leaving didn’t do any of that, it just messed up her life and that of his unknown daughter. And lost him a future with the woman of his dreams. After this latest debacle, he’d be lucky if he ever saw her again.
