Ethan felt dazed by her. She was so beautiful. She wasn’t full and round like Stephie was, hers was more a slim, sleek beauty, with a girl next door appeal. But he suspected unleashed she would be wild, hard to tame. He’d always loved a challenge.
He wanted to kiss each of those delicate freckles that ran across her nose. Then lower his lips to hers and explore her pink lips with his tongue. It fact he wanted to explore every part of her, discover her. He couldn’t help the brush he gave to those round cheeks with the sprinkle of freckles.
She wouldn’t mind, they never did. But the blush that crept up her cheeks flushing them with bright color surprised and delighted him. She was delicious and he was confused when she didn’t respond other than the blush. Did she think him forward? They never did. But she was different. He backed out of the market and turned to leave. He was at his car when she ran after him. Now that was more what he was used to.
“Wait…” She called. “You forgot your change.” Ethan stopped turning his hand on the door of the Mustang. She wondered vaguely where Jason had taken off to. You rarely saw one without the other.
Ethan’s mouth twitched at the corner and he said, “Someone honest?”
She drew up to him panting and ignoring his comment she asked, “Where’s Jason?”
“I’m not enough for you.” He raised a perfect brow over those expensive, dark glasses. How they annoyed her. She couldn’t read him; his mood with them on. In the market he’d seemed, gentle, sweet, considerate and now he was being sarcastic. Or was he? She couldn’t tell.
“You always wear those damned shades.”
“Yeah, always.”
“Why you afraid to look people in the eye?”
“I’m not afraid of anything. Except sensitive eyes.” He said both brows rising at her.
She felt immediately ashamed. “Oh… Sorry.”
“Don’t be you didn’t cause it.” He said his voice soft, low, erotic.
“Who did?”
‘Who said it was a someone?”
“No one… I just assumed from your answer that someone caused it.”
“Birth.” He said casually as if it didn’t matter.
She knew he was lying but why? “Can you remove them at night?”
“Depends on the night.”
“I would like to be there for that.”
“At night I remove not just my glasses.” He grinned.
“That’s not what I meant. I meant… I would love to see your eyes when you…”
“When I go to bed?”
“No… I..I”
Maybe I’d like that too. Or we could make it your place. I’d like to see that. Solve our curiosities at once. And there are other curiosities to consider. Some are more enticing then others I must say.” Beth handed over the ten without another word. She couldn’t think of one.
“Keep it. You earned it.” He said, his voice a low rumble.
“Why you… You animal…”
“I can be. But I think you have one inside of you too. Want to bring them out to play?”
He was leaning so casually against that damned mustang, his legs crossed at the ankles his arms crossed across his delicious chest.
“Why you… You beast.”
“Exactly.” He grinned and she knew it was more than just sarcasm, this time it was sexual arousal, hers. She knew he could sense it within her. She wadded up the ten and rushed him, her hands in fists ready to pelt him. But it was as if he willed them to stay at her sides. She couldn’t raise them. She couldn’t hit him.
He slowly uncrossed his arms and ran those sensual hands up the bare flesh on her arms. It was as if it were instinctual. He rested his palms on her shoulders and drew her to him. She tried to push him away but instead she gulped in his cologne, his masculine scent—that smell that was more than just his cologne or the outdoors, or that of a new car. It was his scent and his alone and it was indescribable. It was pure man, pure sex.
“Ja… Jason…” She stumbled.
“He won’t bother us. He’s gone to check on Stephie.”
“What were you…”
“Waiting for you.”
“You knew I would come?”
“Of course… They…”
“All do?” She asked furiously. “I only brought you your money she dropped it at his feet—even as her arms wouldn’t move, even as her body stayed stubbornly against his. She said. “I’m not like all the rest.”
“Of course not. You are special.” He continued to hold her to him, ignoring the ten that lay between them on the ground. His breath stroked her cheek as he spoke.
“Shut up.” She snarled, trying to pull free. He held her by the shoulders and she wanted to give up, move into him, lay her cheek on his chest and listen for his heart beneath that black t-shirt and all that muscle. Would it be pounding as hers was?
“And kiss you?” He asked as his hands moved to wrap around her waist and jerk her against him, tighter still and she didn’t protest.” How could she when this was what she’d chased him down for. What she now desired. The only thing better would be to have him inside her.
He lowered his lips to hers. He sought them with an edge that was the most sensual kiss she’d ever had, granted she’d not had many. Demons were rough and mean. His kiss was rough with a crazed fever. A lethal passion but with a gentleness that took her breath away.
She tried to gasp and pull away but he parted her lips with his tongue and tortured her mouth deliciously. She’d never felt anything like it. He held her with one hand and turned her until she was against the car, trapped between his wonderful weight and the metal of the mustang. He lowered his kiss to her neck and suckled the beat at the base of her throat.
Even though it was gentle and felt like nothing she’d felt before… And she knew this was what she needed… wanted… She must kill him and it gave her the will to push him from her.
“Stop.” She growled her breath heady, her breathing labored.
“Stop?” Ethan asked. “Are you sure?” He nipped at her bottom lip playfully.
No, never. “Yes.” She said, pushing him away from her more forcefully.
“Really?” Ethan said, it was obvious he had never heard the word no from a woman at least not since he’d become what he was…
“What was your plan to do it up against the car?” She asked. Disgusted more with herself than with him. He couldn’t help that he was a sex magnet. She should have known better.
Ethan was still puzzled and unsure of her answer. She didn’t look serious, the pupils of her eyes were still dilated, her breasts were still puckered, her lips moist from his kiss, which she hadn’t wiped angrily away. He pulled her tightly against him again and lowered his lips to the side of her neck, moving his way back to the hollow and …She pushed him away again. “You’re serious?” He asked.
“As a snake bite.” She looked at him anger flaring in her eyes as she bent back from him. The car stopped her from stepping away from him. Instead he moved back.
“Why? What did I do? You don’t like the neck thing okay we don’t have to neck.” And he couldn’t believe he was saying it. “Necking is for teens anyway. We can just get serious with it.” He took a lithe step back toward her.
Beth placed a hand on his hard, toned chest hating herself for denying her own desires. “No. I mean it. I’m not one of your girls. I just wanted to give you your change and I was curious about your sunglasses; that was all.
“If that was all you wouldn’t have kissed me like there was more.” Ethan grinned. He knew better. His demon senses kicking in telling him the truth about her, her needs and wants.
“It was a mistake, now let me pass. I have work to do.”
Ethan uneasily stepped aside. Was he losing the one thing he’d gained? Confused and more attracted to her than he’d been before—than he’d ever been to anyone. He let her go.
She brushed by him and he smelled her essence, it was more attractive than any other woman he’d had. It called to him and enticed him. He nearly grabbed her and forced her into the Mustang locking her in with him to stay naked for hours. But she’d made herself clear and he was no rapist. Besides he had things to do before sunset. He didn’t have time to pursue now. But pursue he would of that he was sure and he would have her. This he promised himself.
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