My desert-dry throat constricted as I lifted the hood over my head, hiding the curls.
His low voice slithered through the shadows. “Your life is worth more than your comfort. Never forget that.”
“You could have hit me with that knife. Do you realize that?”
A pause, and then, “If I wanted to hit you, you’d be dead.”
A blink was the most coherent response I could manage. I slipped away in silence, heart thrashing like a wild animal.
When I arrived home, I gave my lack of information to Theo, showered, then found Jayden perusing the café for a snack.
“I want you,” I said into his ear.
Brows lifted, he let me drag him to my room. I ripped off our clothes and fell into bed. Closing my eyes, I ran my hands along strongly muscled arms, trying to get lost.
He kissed the right places, making me squirm. Shivers of pleasure arced through my nerves.
He parted my legs, settling between them, but as the frenzy built, bright eyes flashed across my mind. No! I shook my head, trying to evict him. It worked as Jayden’s deep, honey voice rumbled my name against me.
Then, the bead of sweat attacked my consciousness. In my thoughts, I acted on my fantasy, pressing close to Lucas, touching his vulnerable throat. He spun me against the wall.
No.
I lost the momentum and tried to rebuild.
But there he was again, his lips wandering down my neck…chest…stomach.
He dropped to his knees, gazing at me with a crooked smirk and those ocean eyes.
Burning near the threshold, I turned to breathe in Jayden’s skin. He smelled…expensive. I suspected he had a hoard of old colognes he’d stolen from homes he’d raided. He smelled good, but he didn’t smell like?—
The rhythm changed, and Lucas eased my shorts down my legs, fingers stroking while his lips kissed up my thigh.
“Oh, god,” I murmured.
The thoughts couldn’t be banished, not as he picked up my leg and hooked it over his shoulder, not as his pretty eyes met mine while he teased me with his tongue, not as he held my gaze when I came apart against his mouth.
I spasmed in real life. The wave crashed hard, and the picture in my mind embedded, carving a permanent, secret place in my fantasies.
My joints went lax until Jayden finished and rolled to the side. I stared wide-eyed and unblinking at the ceiling.
What… what did I just do?
A dark chuckle whispered through my head, like he knew exactly what he’d done to me.
No, no, no.
I shook myself and focused on the man in my bed. “How was your day?”
He laughed. “Better after that. Been awhile, girl.”
“I’ve had a lot on my mind. Tell me about your day.”
I closed my eyes as he described a successful raid he’d expected to go poorly. My mind drifted through it.
“I’m telling you, it’s like we know every move they’ll make right before it happens.”
My eyes snapped open. “Maybe it’s a coincidence.”
