Page 8 of Heart Throb


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Her lips part and those deep blue eyes widen, her smoky eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings.

I glance down and her curves are poured into a pair of blue jeans that frame every single inch like I want to do with my hands. Wide hips, thick thighs and a trim waist that melts into full breasts that beg for my hands. She gasps and I see her straighten, her back like a ramrod.

“Can I help you? I was just getting settled for the night.”

“You can’t stay here,” I blurt out.

“I damn sure can. I paid for the place.” Her full pink lips tighten and then her tongue darts out to lick her lips and my mind drifts. I want to feel that tongue on my skin. Want her mouth wrapped around my dick.

“No, you can’t. We haven’t done the inspection on this place yet. It might not be habitable. We haven’t checked the fireplace, the heating. Looked for raccoons in the rafters. Who the hell knows? This place has been empty forever.”

“Raccoons? Really?” Her eyes dart up to the ceiling and I cross my fingers behind my back. I can’t have her here while I’m trying to work. I might accidentally kill myself. Or wander off to check on her and walk into her coming out of the bathroom naked.

Jesus!My cock stiffens until I can feel the metal teeth of the zipper digging into it painfully. I grit my teeth.

“I’ll take you to Fern’s. You can stay there.”

I turn and she grabs my arm. Both of us still and stare at where her pale hand is wrapped around my red flannel. Her eyes widen and she lets go one finger at a time.

“I’m sorry. But you’re not listening to me. I’m not going anywhere. This is my new home.”

“It’s not fucking safe,” I growl. For both of us.

“It’s safe enough. I’m sick and tired of people telling me what’s good for me and what I should do. This is my life and I’m gonna do what I want to for once. So if all you want is to convince me to leave, you might as well just turn around and drive back down that mountain. I’m not going anywhere.”

She crosses her arms over her chest and my brain short-circuits when I see her plump breasts pushed up on the shelf of her arms.

“Fuck!” I groan.

“And you can stop cursing at me. I don’t appreciate it, mister!” Her slim finger pokes me in the chest. I grab her finger and once again, it’s like we’re alone in a miasma of swirling need and hunger.

“Let go of me,” she whispers, tugging at her hand.

But I don’t. Instead I pull her closer. “You know, woman. I swear you’re a fucking menace.” I breathe in her scent, my other hand coming up to cup her cheek, my finger slipping into the soft fall of her hair.

Her lips part and it’s like a chorus of angels fires up behind me. My mouth slams down on hers, catching her moan and matching it with mine. Her hand curls in mine and she stops struggling. Her tongue darts out and dances with my own in a tangling duel for supremacy. But there is no winner, no loser.

My hands slip around her cheeks and I cup her face gently, my lips slowing to a soft, sensual slide. I want this woman. Her taste is tattooed on me. So sweet. So damn sweet.

She jerks back, her fingers coming up to cover her swollen mouth. She shakes her head. “You shouldn’t have done that.”

I run my hands through my hair and groan. “I know. Dammit. I know. But I don’t fucking regret it. Not one fucking bit. I know you think I’m a dick because of how I talked about you earlier…but there’s something going on here. Something big and crazy. And I can’t stop it.”

She whirls and stomps away. “Well, try. I’m not interested in you. I don’t need any man, dammit! I’m not okay with someone telling me what to do all the time.”

“I don’t want to do that.”

She snorts and turns back to glare at me, her sharp eyes flashing with blue fire. “Are you kidding me? That’s all you’ve done so far!”

I hold up my hands. “I know. And I’m sorry. I shouldn’t do that. But I just want what’s best for you. I want you safe.”

Tears spring up in her sparkling eyes and they spill over. My heart jerks and I swear I want to kick my own ass for making her cry.

“You think I haven’t heard that before.I want what’s best for you, dear! This movie will make your career! I know you’re tired but you have to keep pushing. I know you don’t want to go out with that guy but the studio thinks it will be good for both your careers to be seen together. Just for awhile.” Her voice breaks. “I don’t want to hear it anymore. I’m done.”

“What fucking guy did you go out with?” Rage wells up in me. Who is this guy? I should break his face. Did he touch her? I’m gonna rip his arms off.

“That’s what you focus on?” She laughs.

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