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A hand landed on my chest, skimming over my skin until my muscles flexed and shuddered under her delicate caress. “You feel amazing,” she whispered. “So hard.”
A sharp breath escaped my lips. Her fake innocence was sweet. But it was just that. The little smile on her lips was the only thing I needed to confirm—she knew damn well what she was saying.
“Keep touching me like that,” I paused, waiting until I had her eyes. “And I’ll show you what else is hard.”
She gasped, eyes flickering down my body before staring back at my face.
Her voice trembled, but she held my gaze. “Is that a challenge?”
“It’s a fucking warning.”
She gulped, removing her fingers, and backed away. Disappointment and relief battled in my head. She was off limits, but if she kept testing me, I wasn’t sure I could keep my promise not to touch her. And she knew it.
*
Johnny’s pills worked wonders, and why was I surprised? I didn’t want to know what I took as long as it worked. The pain was just a dull ache, and the stiffness as I moved the arm didn’t faze me. A twisted grin played on my lips as I walked to find her.A grin.I fucking smiled. Replacing the grin with a scowl, I silently cursed the pills. They worked a little too good. Fucking Johnny.
Kaylie slept in a lounge chair on the porch, and a twinge of concern zapped through me. The night air was chilly—and full of mosquitoes.
Shaking my head at her, I tried to banish the ominous feeling in my gut and cursed myself for caring at all. Her health wasn’t my concern. In a few days, she’d be out of my life for good. She was a job. No more, no less.
As soon as the sun rose, she’d be back in the car. One step closer to the end of our time. Imagining anything else for us was not only dumb, it was pointless.
Still, I couldn’t stop looking at her as she slept. Illuminated by the moonlight, she looked damn delicious. Her top slipped up, revealing soft white skin and a flat belly. Her legs were stretched out, one hanging off the chair, taunting me with the inviting position. I drew nearer, pulled toward her by invisible strings. I tried. I fucking tried. Resisting her was impossible.
Her eyes fluttered open. Blinking me into focus, a smile spread over her lips. “Hey,” she murmured. “You’re up.” She sat, swung her legs to the floor, and stood. She swayed, and I sprung forward, catching her before she hit the deck.
My muscles screamed in protest, and I wanted to scream too as the sudden pain shot down my arm. “Fuck, Kaylie,” I shouted to deaf ears. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”
She stirred as I struggled to lower her back onto the chair while not hurting myself further. Her arms clung to me as I tried to move away. She gripped my neck, pulling me toward her and I fell forward, thrown off balance by the sudden movement.
Supporting my weight on one arm, I found her grinning up at me, and it hit me.
“You little—” I bit back the word. As much as I wanted to call her names, I couldn’t.
“Kiss me,” she whispered. “I know you want to.”
I wanted nothing more. And even though I knew I should move away; I did the opposite. I couldn’t escape her even if I wanted to. She was too damn enticing. Too fucking delicious.
“I shouldn’t,” I growled against her lips. Her hand slid into my hair, and the other running along my arm. “I promised not to touch you.”
“Do you always follow orders?” she challenged. “You don’t look like the type.” She tugged my face closer to hers, brushing her lips against mine and stealing the last of my resolve. I crushed my mouth to hers, and once I tasted her, I knew I could never go back. One kiss wasn’t enough. I wanted more, needed more. I needed her.
“Make love to me,” she gasped between coming up for air.
God, did I want to. I’d be a fool not to. Pushing off her, I turned my back to her stunned face and tried to breathe as I adjusted my pants. No matter how badly I wanted her, something stopped me. She wasn’t just a pretty body. It was not just a good fuck. Not anymore. If I crossed that line with her, I’d never be able to go back. Numerous of times I tried to convince myself I didn’t care. That she was nothing more than a client I couldn’t wait to get rid of. It wasn’t true. She had become so much more. She snuck past my defense like no one else, and I let her.
“Marc?” Her hand landed on my back, and it took all I had not to turn and continue what she started. “I’m not some little girl.” She couldn’t hide the frustration in her voice. “I know what I want.”
I swallowed. She sure did. And why the fuck did it have to be me? And why was I so damn stupid that I wanted her just as bad?
Her arms slid around me, exploring their way up and down my torso, eagerly feeling every hill and valley of my swelling muscles. I closed my eyes, letting myself get lost in the feeling.
“Kaylie,” I rasped.Stop. I screamed the word in my mind, but couldn’t bring myself to say it out loud.
It felt too damn good. Her delicate fingers roaming over chest and stomach was as fucking close to heaven as I could get. I didn’t want her to stop. I wanted to drop my slacks and do whatever she wished with me. Would I stop her if she tried? Could I?
“Don’t you want me?” she murmured against my back. Before I could say no, her hand slid over me, caressing me through the trousers, and the lie I intended came out as nothing but a strained hiss.Fuck. What was wrong with me? I was shot. High on God knows what, and all I could think of was how warm and tight she’d be if I gave in and fucked her.
