Nodding, I swallow hard, unsure how to respond to that. Thankfully, he does not give me a chance. Rounding the jeep, he jumps in beside me and pulls from the curb. Soft rock music hums from the speakers as he heads towards town. Parking outside of a small shack restaurant, he comes to help me down with a smile, holding my hand as he leads the way inside.
“This place has the best burgers in town,” he tells me as he pulls a chair out for me. “But it is the fries I come for. Hand cut, fried twice, they’re the best thing in all of Sunset Springs, I swear by them.”
“It sure is a cute place. Just what I expected of a town like Sunset Springs.”
“Glad we delivered,” he teases with a grin. “Where did you come from, Kiera? Why were you playing in the ocean alone? Not that I am not glad for both, because here we are, me playing the hero to a beautiful woman who has no choice but to let me cater to her for a while.”
Flushing, I shake my head. I cannot take his compliments seriously. He is a local. I talked to Maribel, the front desk woman at my cute beach hotel, about his type. She warned me not to get tangled up with the surfers or the fishermen here in town. To hear her tell it, they get a fresh batch of beautiful women here every single summer, and they take their pick of them. I am here for a good time. I have a few things on my list I think Killian can help me cross off—that doesn’t mean I can let myself believe any of this is serious at all to him.
“I came here from True Ridge, where I grew up. It is a small town, blue collar to the bone. I was a... well, everything went to hell on the same day. I figured why not get the hell out of town to shake it all ”
“True Ridge is beautiful,” Killian surprises me. “I spent a summer or two there with my grams. Blue collar to the bone is about right.”
Before I can ask him about his grams or when he was in my hometown, the server comes up to take our orders. With a brief glance at the menu, I am hesitant to order what I want. Because what I want is a double mushroom Swiss burger with extra mushrooms and a large fry. That would not be ladylike of me, so I wait for him to order first while I try to choose something more appropriate for me.
“Give us,” he hesitates, glancing at me before nodding. “Two of your mushroom Swiss, doubles, extra mushrooms. With the biggest bucket of fries you have back there. Thanks, man.”
Blinking at him, I shake my head. Smiling, he playfully plucks the menu from my hands, passing it to the server. I cannot decide if I ought to be impressed or insulted. I am a grown woman who can order for myself. But the moment we’re alone, he leans closer, grinning big as he takes my hand once again.
“Promise I am not a dude who thinks a woman ought to be quiet. He was making eyes at you. I was not about to let that pretty fuck charm you. That was all possessive pride, baby.”
“Possessive pride? What does that entail, precisely?”
“Well, my promise to the doc, for one. And to you. I am not letting you out of my sight tonight, Kiera. Not just to keep a clear conscience. I happen to enjoy having my eyes on you, baby. It also entails me getting a bit growly if a pretty fuck tries to get his eyes on you, too.”
Feeling playful, I glance over my shoulder at the server he seems to be growly about. “I cannot argue. Hewasa pretty fuck.”
“Now, now,” he hisses, grasping my chin to force my gaze back to his. “Donotpoke the beast. I am barely keeping him caged.”
“Want to tell me what that means, surfer boy?”
“Surferman, babe. I do. And I will. Somewhere I won’t get arrested for letting him out of the cage, Kiera,” he husks, his eyes going so dark they look black.
Maybe his words mean nothing. He may say these same things to a dozen other women who come to Sunset Spring. I do not care. I promised myself I was going to live, to take chances, do things I have never done before. Going out with a younger man and flirting is definitely something I’ve never done before.
“Well, where exactly would that be, Killian?”
Still leaning close, his hand still cupping my jaw, he rubs his thumb over my mouth. It is the most intimate touch I have feltin a very long time. My tongue comes out of its own will, licking the tip of his thumb. He lets out a little growl that startles me, making me pull back reflexively.
“Jesus, you’re beautiful,” he hums, his big body leaning closer, as if there is not a table between us. “If I am not careful, it might be the first place I get you alone.”
His thumb rubs over my lips again, sending heat straight to my clit. It throbs between my wet folds, my thighs rubbing together beneath the table to ease the ache. Since the moment he stormed into the hospital room earlier tonight, I’ve been turned on. I have never felt this raw need for someone, and I want to see where it leads.
“Then that is your MO, is it? Getting me alone?”
“Yes,” he husks, his fingers tangling in my hair, his eyes on my mouth again, chest heaving as he draws shaky breaths in. Am I really doing this to him? Turning him on this way? The way he is turning me on? “Yes, I want to get you alone. All to myself so I can do a hundred things that I never dreamed of doing to a woman before. I want to do them to you.”
“Killian,” I rasp, struggling to breathe now as he pulls at my hair roughly. “Will you tell me what you want to do to me?”
Letting out another little growl, he nods, dipping his head. I bite back a moan when he brushes his warm mouth over my ear. He keeps his hand tangled in my hair and tilts my head back while whispering against my ear.
“As cute as the hospital sweats look, the minute I get you inside my place, they’ll be wrecked. I need to be gentle at first, so I will start the night on my knees, with my face buried between those sexy as fuck thighs of yours. I’d like to spend most of the night sucking as many orgasms as I can out of your pretty pussy. Once you can take it, I am going to bury myself inside of you and spend the rest of the night riding pleasure the same way I ride waves.”
Blinking as he pulls back, I am barely breathing as his eyes hold mine as he nods. Yes, he means all the filthy things he wants to do to me.
“Um...can we get those burgers to go?”
Chapter Four
