Chapter 51 #2
She gripped my forearm. “I’m a killer.” Her statement was a whisper, spoken as if I didn’t already know what she did to Leon and Tristin. Her worried eyes searched mine, her nails nearly digging into my skin.
“So am I, Dani. Along with half of this town. The entire point of this place is to give chances to those who deserve it. You were protecting yourself. There is nothing to feel guilty about.”
“I don’t feel guilty.” Her voice wavered slightly. “You’d think I should after what I did. But I can’t bring myself to feel an ounce of anything when it comes to the evil of this world.”
“Don’t waste your emotions on people who don’t deserve it.”
“What if I’m part of the evil?” she mumbled as if almost asking herself.
“You’re not,” I said firmly, cupping her cheeks, tilting her face up. “You worrying about it proves that.”
Her eyes cleared, and while I wasn’t sure if it was my words that were helping or if she was putting on a front I couldn’t see through.
“It’s funny, isn’t it?” she murmured, her voice turning husky. “We’re right back where we started. The only difference from the first time we were in here is your head isn’t between my legs.”
“My face isn’t between your legs yet,” I corrected her roughly.
“But we are absolutely not where we started. Back then, I didn’t know anything about you.
” As I spoke, I gripped the hem of her sweater and pulled it over her head.
“I thought you were beautiful when I first laid eyes on you, but all I saw was a quiet intern.”
“Quiet?” She let out a small laugh. “I think I made it pretty clear you were an asshole during our first interaction.”
“I am an asshole,” I agreed. “One who’s in love with you.”
She froze, her wide eyes finding mine. My heart thudded painfully, studying her reaction. Why was fear her first emotion?
“You don’t have to say anything,” I said, detesting how my stomach was knotting. I didn’t realize until just now how fucking badly I wanted her to feel the same way.
“Kole—” she cut herself off, licking her lips. “You can’t say that.”
I stared at her in disbelief. “I can’t?”
“You don’t know enough about me,” she whispered, the pain in her voice shattering my heart. “You might hate me.”
“I could never hate you.” My words were nothing but the truth. “It doesn’t matter what I learn about you, Dani. You’re it for me.” I gripped her chin, tilting her face up. “You’re scared.”
“How I feel about you is the only thing that scares me.”
I couldn’t smother my grin. It might not be the exact answer I wanted, but she just proved she wanted me—maybe she did love me. But something was holding her back.
“Keep your secrets,” I told her quietly. “I’ll wait.”
“Wait until what?”
“Until you’re ready to share everything with me.”
I didn’t miss the flash of sadness in her eyes before it was gone. But she masked it easily, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me. Was she using me instead of confronting her emotions? Yes. But I wasn’t going to stop her. Not when she was leaving in the morning.
Reaching behind her, I unclipped her bra, quickly pulling it off her. I didn’t stop kissing her as I found her breast and teased her nipple, rolling it between my fingers. She moaned in my mouth, her fingers sliding through my hair before gripping it tight.
I reluctantly released her nipple, so I could tug off her jeans.
I pulled her boots off one at a time, each of them dropping to the floor with a thud.
As soon as she kicked off her pants, I picked her up, putting her in front of the same shelf she’d been pressed up against the first night we were in here all those months ago.
From her small smirk, she realized it too.
I ran my hands down her soft skin, my dick already rock hard. “So fucking beautiful.” When my fingertips reached the scars on her stomach, she didn’t flinch or move like she did in the past. She was comfortable with me. Trusted me.
I sank to my knees and placed her leg over my shoulder.
I groaned when I was eye level with her pussy.
Without wasting a second, I buried my face between her thighs, tasting my favorite meal.
She jerked in my hold as I licked and sucked her clit.
Her hand tangled in my hair, her grip going tight as I grazed her lightly with my teeth.
Keeping one hand on her hip, I slid my finger inside her. My cock pressed against my jeans painfully as her pussy tightened around my fingers when I added one more.
“I want you…inside me. Right now,” she panted. She was still gripping my hair, and I let out a noise of annoyance when she pulled me away from her pussy.
My gaze cut to hers as I kept fingering her. “I’m not done eating.”
“Fuck me,” she demanded, her eyes full of lust.
“We don’t have a condom. I’m more than happy to stay on my knees until you’re satisfied. Hearing you come is my favorite fucking thing.”
“Fuck me without one.”
I went utterly still. “What?”
There was no hesitation on her face as she stared down at me. “Experience another one of my firsts with me. I’ve never had sex without a condom.”
“Never?” I bit the tip of my tongue, already imagining how she’d feel.
“I want it to be with you.” She paused, her words lost for a moment when I curled my fingers inside her. “Just don’t get me pregnant. My period just ended, so I doubt I can right now but still.”
“I’ll pull out,” I promised. I didn’t care if I had to finish myself off. If she was trusting me to do this, I wasn’t fucking it up.
“Good.” She grinned, pulling her leg off my shoulder. “Then fuck me, Kole.”
I jumped to my feet, sticking my fingers in my mouth that had been inside her. “I would have been happy staying between your legs all night. You taste so fucking good.”
Her already pink cheeks flushed even more as I backed her into the shelves, dragging my lips down the side of her throat.
I turned her around, and she grasped the edge of the shelves, arching her back in a way that had me groaning.
I grabbed her hip, using my other hand to guide my cock to her pussy.
She was so wet, I had no issue sliding inside her.
“Fuck,” I gritted out. “Feeling you like this…I don’t think there is anything better.”
I started slowly, pushing into her, enjoying the noises she was making. But it didn’t take long until I was fucking her hard and fast. It felt so damn good. The shelves were shaking, and a pack of napkins fell off, hitting the floor.
She let out a whimper when I pulled her farther from the shelf, her back arching more as I hit a new spot.
“Tell me where you’re going tomorrow,” I said in a tight voice. “When you leave here, where will you go?”
“Right now?” she choked out.
“Yes,” I stated, upping my pace as she writhed against the shelves. “I need to know.”
“I’ll email you—”
“Not good enough. Don’t pretend this was just sex between us.”
“I’m not pretending,” she forced out between breaths.
“I’m going to leave Winterlake,” I murmured. “If you don’t tell me where you’re going to be, I’ll find you.”
“Really?” she breathed out, challenge in her voice. “I didn’t see anything about stalker behavior in your file.”
“Oh, Dani.” I plunged back into her, and a delicious moan escaped her lips. “Nothing in this fucking world will stop me from getting back to you.”
Her hands stayed tight on the shelf, her legs trembling slightly as she got closer to her orgasm. Something else fell off the shelf, clattering to the floor.
“I thought you left the crime life behind,” she panted, clearly intent on teasing me. “You’re a respectable man now.”
She cried out when I pulled out of her. I spun her around, hooked my arm under her leg before pushing my cock back into her. Pleasure ripped down my spine as I filled her again. Her legs wrapped around my waist, and I took three short steps, pushing her back against the closed door.
“I’ll be whatever man you need me to be,” I told her gruffly, making her eyes snap to mine. “I will cross every line.” Thrust. “Break any law.” Thrust. “Only for you.”
Her nails dug into my back, her breaths fast and shallow. “I think I’m falling in love with you.” Her words were barely a whisper, and I wondered if she realized she even spoke out loud.
But I’d heard her, and that was all that mattered.
She was moving with me each time I plunged into her. Her pussy clenched around my cock, suffocating it in the best fucking way. The moment she tilted her face up, I captured her lips with mine, kissing her hard. Her body suddenly tensed, and I knew she was seconds away from crashing over the edge.
“I love watching you come,” I admitted gruffly. “Let me see, Dani.”
She was too caught up in her pleasure to respond, and I didn’t stop fucking her, making sure she came before me. A scream tore from her throat, her nails clawing at my shoulders. Her legs squeezed the life out of me as she climaxed.
She might be leaving Winterlake tomorrow, but there was no way in hell I’d go long without seeing her.
If she was leaving, so was I.