Dangerous Secrets (Montana Men #6)(24)
She tightened the belt on her robe and stepped forward, determined to take charge of this situation. "Look Mike, there is no way I'm going to stay at your place."
He stopped pacing and looked down at her. "Why the hell not?"
She lifted her hands, palms up, as if her words were common sense. "Because staying at your place would imply a relationship. We're not … "
He lifted a hand into the air to stop her. "Halley, so help me, if you say that we're not in a relationship, I'm going to toss you over my shoulder and take you back to that bed and prove that we are in a relationship."
Okay, that was unexpected, she thought. "Mike, be serious!"
He grumbled something under his breath. "Halley, someone is sneaking into your house while you're not here, going through your intimate apparel, and you're trying to tell me that we're not in a relationship? Let's just figure out who isn't taking things seriously, here."
He had a valid point, she thought. Not that she was going to tell him that. "Do the fingerprinting yourself."
He glared down at her. "And you will stay at my place tonight and every night until we catch whoever is doing this."
She shook her head. "No. I won't be scared out of my house!"
He rubbed his face again, his frustration evident in his jerky movements. "There's a huge difference between being scared and being sensible."
She huffed a bit. "And you think being sensible means staying at your place?" She let out a snort of laughter. "I doubt that keeping me safe would be your top priority."
He smiled slightly because she had a point. "Yeah, well, I would ensure that you were very close to me, all night long."
She rolled her eyes. "I know exactly how you would be doing that. And it isn't happening. Last night was a one-off. It won't happen again."
Uh oh. Halley backed up a step as she stared at Mike. If steam could rise out of a person's head, it would definitely be coming out of Mike's at this moment.
He didn't give her any room to back away. "Halley, if you think that last night was the end of our relationship … " he started off.
"We don't HAVE a relationship!" she interrupted him, still trying to get her point across. "Last night was a mistake! We shouldn't have … "
He interrupted her by yanking her into his arms and kissing her, smothering her ability to argue with him. Halley resisted for half a second. But that's about how long it took for him to whip her robe off of her body. Another half a second later, one arm was wrapped tightly around her back, his other hand lifted to cup her breast, his thumb immediately torturing the already hard peak. Halley could do nothing but moan in response as her body sparked right back to life. After last night, he knew what she liked, how she liked it and … oh man! He pinched her nipple ever so slightly and she just about climbed up his body.
When he pulled back, they were both breathing heavily. "Don't you dare say that we're not in a relationship, Halley," he warned her. Without another word, he lifted her up, placing her on the countertop. At this height, he had better access to her breasts and he used it for his pleasure. Well, and hers, as she arched her back, pressing her nipple into his mouth and begging him to stop the torture, then whimpering when he started on her other nipple. His hands were everywhere, sliding along her legs, pressing her knees apart. When his finger slid into her wet heat, she just about climaxed right at that moment. His fingers knew how to tease and drive her crazy.
He quickly pulled a condom out of his pocket and rolled it down his erection, positioning himself right at her opening. "Tell me again how last night was a one-off!" he growled, not entering her but teasing her, torturing her swollen folds.
Halley gasped, trying to scoot forward to take him into her core. She wanted him so desperately. He'd ramped up her body and now was withholding. "Mike, you're not playing fair," she said when he held her hips captive with his big hands.
"I play to win, Halley. Once you understand that, then we'll both be better off."
She whimpered as her hands clenched at his muscular shoulders. "I'm not a prize!"
He laughed softly, leaning his forehead against hers. "You have no idea. Now say it!"
"No!"
In response, he slid his finger inside of her, completely ignoring her fingers when they wrapped around his wrist. His fingers teased, enticed, and tortured her until she was moaning, her body throbbing and moving right along with his fingers. "Mike," she whispered, her eyes closed, her head thrown back and her hands braced on the countertop behind her as she tried to move her body against his thumb the way she needed to.