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His gaze intensified, which she wouldn’t have thought possible. He reached over and took her coffee mug, placing it on the table beside his. Then he scooted close enough to reach out and grab her chin between his thumb and forefinger, which he did.
Her heart thudded like a wild drum solo.
“First off, I haven’t had a single fucking fatherly thought about you since the moment I laid eyes on you.”
What?
“Next,” he continued as though he hadn’t scrambled her brain already. “In the last few weeks, I’ve seen you in the hospital after hurting yourself and in my shop, ready and willing to hurt someone else. I won’t tell you violence is never the answer because I don’t believe that. And trust me, once you’ve told me what that motherfucker did to you, he will know violence. But I don’t give two shits about what happens to him. I care about you. And no matter what you tell yourself, you’re not okay right now, sweetheart. So, you’re gonna open that pretty mouth and start talking because I refuse to let you continue in this not-okay space. You deserve so much more.”
Kelsie sucked in a breath.
His words…
How could she even think of denying his request? No one had ever looked at her like he did at that moment with such intensity and feeling, and was that desire?
Did he want her?
Is that what he meant by not feeling fatherly? Was he attracted to her?
The thought had her lower belly tightening so fast it was nearly painful. Her breasts grew heavy and needy. His hold on her chin wasn’t erotic in any way, and yet the feel of his fingers on her skin had goose bumps breaking out all along her arms. It had been so long since she felt anything but fear and revulsion when it came to men or even a flicker of desire, and it felt amazing.
Her surroundings blurred until nothing remained in her vision or mind but Ty, and she wanted these wonderful feelings to continue even more.
She wanted his hands and mouth on her. Those lips that spoke such wonderful words, she wanted to feel them on her skin and remember what it felt like to be unafraid of pain or humiliation with a man.
Ty could give that to her. He might be the only one she’d ever trust again.
Without thought, she threw herself forward and pressed her lips against his. He froze as though someone had dipped him in liquid nitrogen.
But he didn’t pull away.
His lips were warm and soft but pressed down tight. Kelsie ran her tongue along the seam, capturing a hint of bitter coffee before giving his lower lip a sharp nip.
Ty grunted. His hands landed on her hips before he yanked them away, then grabbed her again as though afraid to touch but unable to stop himself.
How hot was that?
Yet it wasn’t enough.
She scrambled into his lap and kissed him harder.
He groaned and lost the battle, grabbing her thighs and holding tight. His mouth opened, accepting her tongue, which she slipped right inside.
The control he’d allowed her for the past few moments vanished instantly. Ty took over, plundering her mouth with the kind of confidence and experience that spoke to his years over her in the best way. This was a man who knew how to wring pleasure out of a woman.
He coasted his hand up her spine, then gripped the back of her head, tilting her chin up so he could better ravage her mouth. She felt every stroke of his tongue as though he were between her legs instead of at her mouth. She was at his mercy, and she’d never loved anything more. Her body hummed with pleasure from his taste and the aggressive way he kissed her, yet she’d never felt safer. He wouldn’t hurt her. He would only deliver more of this bone-melting pleasure.
His grip on her hair tightened, causing the strands to pull against her scalp. Kelsie moaned and shifted in his lap. She was needy and wanted to grind against him for relief. She had her arm around him, testing all those impressive muscles in his back with her curious fingers. Their tongues danced, and their lips met again and again. She didn’t fight him for control but met him where he wanted her with hungry kisses.
He slid his other hand to her ass and squeezed as he ground her against the very hard bulge in his pants. A shocking bolt of pleasure speared through her core, making her cry out.
In an instant, he was gone.
Ty practically launched her off him as he backed up until he hit the opposite end of the couch. Kelsie fell against the cushion, panting.
What the hell happened?
“Fuck.” Ty stood and raked a hand through his hair as he paced away from her. “Jesus, fuck, I’m sorry.” He spun back. The expression of self-loathing on his face made her want to cry.
