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“The way you just moaned my name sounds like you really hate me.” He grins and comes at me, hotter and wilder. Savage even with the bruising way he claims my mouth once more. Fingers biting into my hips, he kisses me hard and deep. The way he claims me is brutal and punishing, because I know I can’t keep him.
I’ll never fit into his world. His friends would never accept me, and I’d never be able to look at them without wondering about the role they played in my sister’s death.
But I get it now.
Cocaine kisses. That’s what this man is like. A drug.
The excitement.
The danger.
The thrill.
Why she craved this.
Why she wanted a motorcycle man for her own.
His lips move along my throat, and I sway in his arms, loving every hot press of his tongue against my skin as he nibbles and sucks.
“You want to get out of here and continue this in my bed?”
“No,” I whisper as my head nods in disagreement with my brain.
“Which is it, babe?”
I waver on indecision. If I say yes, am I betraying my sister? If I say no, will I regret not exploring this crazy electric chemistry we share? I imagine my sister and can practically hear her laughter echoing in my imagination. So vibrant and alive as if I can almost reach out and touch her as she says, ‘go for it. I would.’
I can’t help but think that all of this is all she wanted.
To be wanted.
Needed.
Desired.
“I think I’m a bit tipsy.”
“Want me to take you home?”
“I thought you wanted to take me to your bed.” I walk backwards and go stumbling in the mud, nearly tripping over the roots of a tree.
“Is that what you want?”
The rain clouds part or disappear into the darkening sky along with the rain.
I’m cold and wet. A little sad and a lot turned on. I crook a finger at him, and he flashes me that smile that would land him on the front of any magazine.
“I think we should revisit this when you’re sober.” He pulls out his phone. “I’ve got a ride coming for you.”
“You said there wasn’t service up here.”
“You just need to know where to stand.”
“That’s rude.”
“Maybe I wasn’t ready for you to leave yet.”
He stalks closer, all dangerous and sexy while broody. I know I shouldn’t be so trusting, but something tells me that if he wanted to hurt me, he would have done so.
