I rose onto my tiptoes, but his mouth was still out of my reach. “I want you, Lucas. I want you so bad.”
Before I could blink, his lips were on mine. This time felt different from the others. This time, something snapped inside of him, and he growled low in his throat, and it felt . . . real. I stumbled backward, our mouths fused together and our bodies straining against each other. The road I’d chosen was revealed, and I liked what I saw.
My back hit the wall, and his hands were everywhere.
CHAPTER 15
LUCAS
Honestly, I never really expected it to happen. I was an ex-con weapons smuggler with a bounty on my head. Heidi should have taken the money and run. There was nearly forty thousand dollars in that envelope lying somewhere on my kitchen floor. But what did the fool woman do instead?
She chose me.
If I were a decent man, I wouldn’t be kissing her right now. I’d be saying whatever it took to make her leave me behind. I’d briefly considered arranging for Chris to “relocate” her, but I knew Heidi was stubborn enough to turn around and wade right back into this shitfest. With no other options left, I decided to hold on for the ride.
With her soft body pressed against mine in all the right places.
Breaking off the kiss, I took a big breath, my chest heaving. “You’re being a damn fool,” I rasped, my voice way too raw for my own good. “You should forget all about me. I’m going to get you killed, sweetheart.”
She scowled, but she didn’t speak. Really, what else was there to say? Instead, she gripped the bottom of her tank top and ripped it over her head. My gaze dipped down low. I’d have to be dead and six feet under not to look.
Hell, even then, I’d find a fucking way to see her.
It didn’t take long for me to see that I’d been right earlier. She didn’t have a bra on. And, holy shit, she was gorgeous, standing there shirtless. Her breasts were large—but I already knew that—and would overfill my hands. Their tips were dusky pink and hard. And they were begging for my touch. As I stared, she pulled her pants down and kicked them off.
All she wore was a skimpy red thong.
And her long blond hair.
I swallowed but almost choked on it because my throat was so damn dry. “Shit, Heidi. You’re . . . you’re . . . fucking perfect.”
She gave me a sassy smile. “Yeah. And I’m naked.”
“If you do this, you’re mine. No more games.” I flexed my fingers. “You’re actually mine.”
She tossed her hair over her shoulder. “Then come get me.”
I closed the distance between us. I’d tried to do the right thing, tried being unselfish for once in my motherfucking life, but it didn’t stick. She wanted me to take her? I would take her. God only knew what the future held, but I knew one thing.
We would go down together.
When I stopped in front of her, I reached out and gently ran my thumbnail across her bare nipple. She shivered and bit down on her lip. Her rosy cheeks matched the tips of her breasts, and it took every ounce of my control not to not take her hard and fast, because it felt like I’d been starving for her for ages. But she deserved better than a quickie against the wall. She deserved my full attention . . .
And so much more.
“So pretty,” I said, my voice almost reverent. But, damn it, she was. I couldn’t help but worship her beauty in the face of my own depravity. “So mine.”
She curled her hands into tiny balls, and slowly relaxed them until they hung limply at her sides. “Take off your shirt, Lucas.”
“Excuse me?” I said, cocking a brow. “Was that an order?”
Tilting her head, she stared me down. “Yeah, it was. Inside these walls, I can say whatever I want—your words, not mine—and I want to see what you look like without a shirt on. So . . . take off your shirt.”
I curled my hand around her neck, resting my thumb against her swollen lips. “I’ll take it off when I’m damn good and ready to take it off. First . . .” I dropped to my knees and placed a kiss right above the waistband of her lacy red thong. “I need to see if you taste as good as you smell.”
A whimper escaped her lips. “Lucas.”
“Shh. I know, sweetheart. I know.”
I flicked my tongue over her clit, tasting her through the skimpy material that separated me from what I wanted most—her. She tasted like nothing I’d ever tasted before, but I wasn’t ready to remove it yet. Wasn’t ready to give myself what I wanted.
It would be too easy.
She fisted my hair and urged me closer. “God. More.”
Grinning, I cupped her ass and rolled my tongue in big circles. Teasing her, but not giving her enough friction or pressure to actually do anything for her, because she wasn’t getting off that easily. Literally.