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Ihear the creak of the door as it closes behind her. I fucking knew she’d run.
“Give me an hour and send me what you have. There’s something important I need to deal with here.” I end the call knowing that he’ll be pissed I’m cutting him short after making a big deal about getting the information in the first place. He’ll get over it. If I don’t go after Kenzie now, I can kiss goodbye to her again. She’ll come up with a thousand reasons why we can’t be together and the biggest one will be the fact she’s in danger.
When I asked Tripp to dig up everything he could find on her, he did good. What I never expected to find out was that Kenzie never stopped looking into what happened to her dad and brother, that she’s been investigating Titan Industries for the last three years with the help of a guy named Drake, an ex-cop turned PI.
I race out the door and catch up to her as she disappears into her house. Damn she can move fast. There are no cars in the drive, which I take to mean no one is home except her. I head round the back knowing she’ll never let me in if I knock. Finding the back door unlocked and after checking there’s no one in the kitchen, I slip inside.
When I reach the top of the stairs, I hear the shower and carry on to her room. Inside, the room looks completely different to the room before she left, but her stuff is littered all around putting her stamp on it.
I take a seat on the unmade bed and wait for her. I don’t have to wait long. The door opens, revealing a wet Kenzie wearing nothing more than a small towel that barely covers her and whose bronzed skin glistens with droplets of water. She’s got her face turned away from me towel drying her hair as she steps in, and I watch as she moves to the closet, dropping both towels to the floor and giving me a glorious view of her toned body and ass that has my dick standing to attention.
She finally looks up, spotting me in the mirror and letting out a shriek as she attempts to cover herself. Her shock and fear slowly subside as she realizes it’s me, and I climb to my feet, stepping toward her.
“I told you not to move, Kenzie,” I tell her, as I stalk closer to her. Excitement licks up my spine when I corner her like this. Like an animal that’s finally captured its prey.
“You scared the shit out of me, Asher. How the hell did you even get in here?”
“You should be scared, Kenzie. ‘Cause if you think I’m going to let you run from me again, you’re so fucking wrong. Maybe you need another reminder. Did I not make myself clear enough just now about who you belong to?” I stop a step away from her and watch as she swallows, trying to tamp down her arousal, but the swipe of her tongue over her bottom lip gives it away. She’s completely naked, hands placed across her body to cover her breasts. But she can’t hide the peaked nipples and the tensing of her thighs.
“You made yourself clear but maybe it’s you that needs a reminder. We can’t do this, Ash.” The lie trips off her tongue smooth as ice, but actions speak louder than words. Grasping the waistband of my shorts, I shove them down and step out of them. Her breath hitches and that’s the first sign she’s lying. The second comes as I take myself in-hand and she crosses her legs, squeezing them together, a small puff of air expelling from her lips. The final one is the tiniest movement of her fingertips that are resting over her left breast. A tiny, almost involuntary caress of her hardened nipple.
“I call bullshit on that, and here’s why.” Releasing myself, I snatch both her wrists, pulling them from her body and pinning her arms above her head, mindful of her bruised ribs. She gasps but doesn’t try to fight me. Looking up at me, I lower my lips to hers, a chaste kiss, then move to her jaw, her neck, over her collarbone. I take her wrists in one hand, moving my other to cup her breast, tweaking the nipple before lowering my head and sucking it into my mouth. She lets out a long moan and bucks her hips. I move my attention to the other one, flicking my tongue over it, then sucking on it hard enough to pull a whimper from her at the bite of pain.
“Ash, please…” she begs, but I don’t think she knows what she’s even begging for; me to stop or keep going.
Slipping a hand between her thighs, which she parts willingly giving me better access, I find her pussy wet and swollen. And I’m about to make it even wetter.
Releasing her nipple, I say, “I need to taste you. I need to feel you come on my tongue, in my mouth. And when I’ve finished my meal, you and I are going to have a serious fucking conversation. Understand, Kenzie?”
I don’t wait for an answer, I walk her backward until her back hits the closet door, then release her wrists and drop to my knees. I lift one leg, hooking it over my shoulder then raise the other and do the same, her hand comes down on my head to balance, fingers tightly gripping my hair.
“Ash—”
“I got you. Trust me, Kenz,” I say, looking up at her and imploring her with my eyes. She nods, then with my eyes still on her, I lick a long line from her hole to her clit. That one taste is all it takes for her to relax, then I feast on her like she’s my final meal. Burying my face in her slick folds, sucking, licking and biting until she’s quivering in my hold and screaming out with a strangled cry as she comes all over my mouth, tongue and face.
As she comes down from her high, I lower one leg to the floor, making sure she’s steady before lowering the other. Getting back to my feet, I see her eyes are closed and her breaths are still coming in pants. Taking her face in my hands, her eyes open. They are still glazed with lust but focused on me.
“I’m not letting you go. Stop trying to push me away. Stop running from me. Tell me what the hell is going on?”
“I…I want to, but I can’t.” She looks away, almost like she’s ashamed.
“Look at me, Kenzie.” Even though I still have hold of her face and could easily make her look at me, I want her to do it of her own accord. After several seconds, she finally looks at me. “You can trust me.”
Her eyes narrow at my words and something passes in her eyes. Any residual desire vanishes and all that remains is suspicion and questions.
“Can I though? Can I trust anyone in this town, Asher?” she asks, her words full of bitterness.
“What the hell does that mean? I’ve never given you reason not to trust me.”
“Really? Then tell me what you were doing the other day in Tungsten Bay at the construction site? Tell me that, Asher. Because you looked pretty cozy with a guy who is a complete asshole.”
I let her go, stepping back and using the bottom of my t-shirt to wipe away the remnants of her orgasm while wondering what she’s talking about. She bends to pick up the towel from the floor, wrapping it round herself.
“You’ve got to be kidding me. I was there for the same reason I’m guessing you were,” I snap angrily, finally realizing what she’s talking about. Pulling up my shorts, I say, “And what do you mean about an asshole guy? You talking about Wayne?”
“I don’t know what the guy’s name is, but if he’s the one you were talking to, then yeah, that’s the one. How do you even know that prick?” she asks, but I sense she’s not giving me the full story on why he’s an ass. I mean, he is totally, but how does she know that?
The front door slams downstairs, then Maria calls out, “Anyone home?”
