Except, this was the kind of thing I handled all the time. It would be nothing for me to drop by his place and find a hole to bury him. No one would even know he had been murdered. Not if I did it right.
But what right did I have to interfere anyway? She hadn’t mentioned a word to me. She hadn’t asked me to step in and take this asshole out. And the only way I could do that was if she was mine.
But she wasn’t.
I didn’t want her that much anyway. This connection I was feeling with her was all sexual. But the way I had reached for her last night, just to pull her closer, and the disappointment I felt when I remembered she wasn’t there, proved there was something deeper going on.
Something I wasn’t yet ready to admit.
Yes, I wanted her, but I knew she wouldn’t want me if she knew the real me. I wasn’t the man for a woman like her. All I would ever be was a good lay.
I finished out the night and closed down the bar, shooting off a message to Lizzy about how we did for the night. As Isuspected, she was still up instead of sleeping like she should have been.
A whirlwind of questions were flung at me, each less important than the last. I finally shut her down and told her I was going to bed. But when I pulled in the drive, I sat there staring at my neighbor’s house, wondering why the hell she wasn’t talking to me. I hadn’t seen her or the dog in over a week, and it was really pissing me off.
Killing the engine, I headed for my house, but just as I was walking up the steps, I turned on my heel and marched across the lawn. I was a fucking idiot for going over there, but I couldn’t stop myself. I needed her, craved the feel of her skin under my fingers.
Things never should have gotten so out of control the last time I saw her, but I needed to keep the distance between us. I couldn’t let her think this was ever going anywhere.
I was pounding on the door before I could think better of it. Sanity had fled the building the moment I pulled in the drive. I didn’t know if she would answer, but I was prepared to break down the door if it meant I got to slide inside that nice, warm pussy again.
The outside light flicked on just a few seconds later, and as the door swung open, I charged inside, pulling her to me. My lips sealed over hers, and something sparked inside me, crackling down my spine.
Her fingers instantly wound in my hair, tugging hard as she practically crawled up my body. Fuck, I had to have her now. Gripping her around the waist, I hauled her up in my arms and carried her down the hall to her room, kicking the door open.
I was so lost in her lips that I didn’t realize there was someone else in the room until I laid her down on the bed and a man yelped.
“What the fuck?”
I jerked back when Sawyer turned on the light, staring at me in horror.
My gaze shifted to Josie, wondering some very strange things.
“We switched rooms.”
“Oh, thank God,” I breathed.
She smacked me hard, then got up and tugged me from the room.
“Don’t turn off the light! I’ve got it!” Sawyer shouted.
I slammed his door and practically tackled Josie into her room and onto her bed. My hands moved of their own volition, desperate to feel every inch of her. I tore at her clothes like a madman, and only once she was spread out on the bed for me, did I really take a step back and drink my fill.
“Fucking gorgeous,” I murmured, staring at her peaked nipples and the little thatch of curls between her legs.
“JR,” she moaned, spreading her legs wider for me. “Get between my legs now.”
Her need for me should have spurred me on, but instead, I found myself taking it slow, stripping out of my clothes and tossing them aside before taking a knee on the bed. My finger grazed the inside of her thigh, and my eyes flicked to hers as her skin pebbled under my touch.
“JR,” she moaned in frustration.
But I wasn’t done yet. Leaning down, I brushed my lips over the inside of her thigh, switching to the other leg as I neared the apex. Her pussy contracted with need, begging for me to make my move. But something stopped me.
There was a desperation filling my chest, begging me to take things slow and really savor this moment with her. My tongue slid out, tasting every inch of her skin, dipping into her belly button before sliding up to her perky nipples.
Laving them with my tongue, I sucked a single bud into my mouth and tugged with my teeth. She was writhing for me, begging and pleading for me to fuck her. But there was still too much of her to explore, so much to taste.
It didn’t matter that my cock was aching for her, or that I needed a release more than I ever had before. The only thing I could focus on was taking this time to really get to know her body.
