"That's…" She couldn't finish the sentence.
Because I was right.
"Tell me I'm wrong. And I’ll back off."
Silence.
Her chest was heaving. Her pupils blown wide.
I moved my hand higher, between her thighs, and felt the heat radiating through the fabric. Lena’s breath caught as I pressed into her core hard, and slowly she ground herself against my fingers.
Our eyes locked, hers had grown a little wider and her lips parted as a small moan escaped.
"You're not saying no," I murmured.
"I should," she sounded out of breath.
"But you won't."
God the look in her eyes…what was it?
Desperation.
Surrender.
"What are you doing to me?" she whispered.
"Taking care of you." My hand pressed harder, and she gasped. "Isn't that what you wanted? Someone to take care of you?"
"Yes…"
"Then let me."
I pulled her off the barstool and into my lap, her legs straddling mine. She was trembling, but not from cold.
From want.
My hands gripped her hips, and I ground her down against me, letting her feel exactly how hard I was.
"Killian, oh God…"
I nipped at the side of her neck gently."Say yes."
"Yes."
She swallowed in some air as if she were underwater and drowning. “Yes.”
My mouth crashed against hers, finally. She tasted like the hearty marinara sauce I used in the meal, and desire. I wanted to swallow up her very essence. With ease, my tongue swept over her lips and entered her mouth, and she returned the fervor. Lena’s fingers began to thread themselves through my hair.
“Fuck,” I groaned breaking the kiss, my dick straining against the fabric of my pants wanting to be free.
I pulled my shirt from over Lena’s body, exposed her breast. They hung like fruit ripe on a vine. Her nipples were hard even in the warm air, and I did what any man with a pulse would’ve done. I eased down and took one of the nipples into my mouth while palming the other. Lena’s breathing became music to my ears as she arched into my touch grinding herself against me.
A growl tore out of my mouth, “Bedroom.”
There was no protest as I stood and lifted her, with her legs automatically going around my waist.
I carried her all the way down the hallway, my hands rooming over ever inch I could find. She was kissing me deeply, making my skin prickle with anticipation.
