I expect her to kick me out, instead, she blushes.
“Is that blush my green light?”
She closes her eyes, shaking her head, groaning. “I don’t want to want you to kiss me?—”
“But you do.”
It’s not a yes. It’s definitely not a no.
But River grabs my T-shirt, twisting the cotton in both of her hands, pulling me forward.
”Yeah, I do, Diesel. I want you to do it.” Her husky wordsdrop lower. “Get it over with so we can go back to fighting. I understand that. I can’t understand this.”
Jesus.
I should walk out that door. Spend the night on patrol. Instead of doing the smart thing, I grab her waist with both hands and pick her up.
River makes a surprised sound when I set her onto the counter top, pressing myself between her thighs until her legs are spread wide to accommodate the size of my body.
“Oh my god,” she laughs, eyes wide and bright. “That was shocking.”
“You’re playing with a dangerous weapon,” I warn, planting my hands on either side of her hips and leaning over her.
“This shouldn’t turn me on so much.” Her hands though are exploring me, sending shudders through my muscles.
“Yeah, it shouldn’t, but it does. Your body doesn’t lie to me, gorgeous.”
I slide my fingers into her damp hair, my pulse hammering hard enough to bruise my vessels. She’s right here. Inches away. And the guilt I feel is a lead weight in my gut. But I know the line has been crossed now.
“Diesel.” She swallows hard. “Please.I’m going crazy.”
“I’m right here.” My mouth finds hers when I drag her head back, not kissing her, just owning the space. Letting her feel me and what she’s about to unleash. “Take what you want, River. But don’t you dare act surprised when I takeallof you.”
She breathes rapidly against my lips.
“I’m going to regret this, aren’t I?”
Latching onto her hip with my right hand, I jerk her forward, tight against my body. “There’s only one way to find out.”
“God help me, I want to know.”
My resistance snaps and I growl, deep and guttural, andcrush my mouth to River’s like she’s offering the last goddamn breath I’ll ever take.
Her thighs lock tight, arms lasso around my neck, her whole body rising to meet me as she whimpers down my throat.
River’s perfect. Taking what I give, asking for more with her husky moans, and fingers spearing into my hair.
Tongue deep, teeth scraping, her moan is swallowed into my lungs like fuel.
Fuck. I’m kissing her.
I force myself to break away. We stare at each other until I groan. “That isn’t happening again.”
“Liar.” She covers her mouth with her hands. She mutters, “Glad that’s over with. I hated it.”
“Liar.” I kiss her forehead. “I like you in my clothes.”
Hungry for more, I adjust my dick as she watches.
