Hammer's Fall (The Breakers' Bad Boys)(11)

When they arrived back in front of her shop she started to thank him for the drink, but was caught off guard when he spoke first. “Do you still miss dickhead or are you over him yet?”

She choked on a laugh. “If you mean David, I don’t miss him. It’s over and I’m glad it is.”

“Good.”

Kalista barely had time to gasp as he hauled her into his arms and claimed her lips in a searing kiss. He took advantage of her shock, pushing past her parted lips so his tongue could stroke deep, taking possession of her mouth.

Her back hit rough brick as he suddenly shoved her against the building, his large body pressing against her so she felt the steel-hard length of his cock against her stomach. She felt branded by the heat of his touch and a soft moan of pleasure tore from her throat. His answering growl had lust coiling in her belly, and it had her body softening against him, wanting, needing to be closer.

Time seemed to stop, the world simply dissolving around them as he took the kiss deeper. Jared kissed her like a man starved, stroking, tasting as if he wanted to own her. The thought of this powerful man taking her had her knees going weak. She would have fallen, but strong arms wrapped around her before she could falter, securing her against his hard body.

Kalista’s hands came up to grip at his biceps, but his bulging muscles were too big for her to hold onto. Feeling his strength under her hands made her feel safe, and she gave herself over to the storm of passion. He let out another growl as his hands cupped her ass, lifting her so his rigid cock rubbed against her pussy. With every thrust, the hard seam of her jeans pushed against her swollen clit, making her jerk as electricity shot through her body.

He tore his lips away from hers, his massive chest billowing for air so it brushed against the hard peaks of her nipples. “Damn it…”

He pulled back, but kept his hands on her hips as he lowered her until her feet once again touched the ground. Blinking up at him, his penetrating gaze burned into her. Heat swept through her body, leaving her weak in the aftermath of his kiss as she remembered that they were standing in front of her building on the street where anyone could have seen them.

Unable to speak, she watched his nostrils flare and his jaw clench as his hands on her hips tightened before releasing her completely.

“Tomorrow, my little fairy. Go inside and lock the door.”

When she just stood there he growled low in his throat and gave her a gentle push toward her door. She fumbled into her pocket for her key, following his instructions without thinking as she opened her door. Kalista looked back to find him watching her with an intensity that had her body humming. She wanted to invite him in, but something had her holding back.

“Tomorrow,” he said again.

She couldn’t decide if the one word sounded like a promise or a warning.

Kalista nodded and walked inside, shutting the door behind her. Leaning back on the closed door, she looked at the stairs in front of her and let out a shaky breath. Her lips felt bruised by his possessive kiss, and she raised her fingers to touch them as if she could savor the feeling. She was going to have to wait a minute for her legs to stop shaking to climb up to her apartment.

Dear God, the man could kiss.





Chapter Three



“Try it.”

“I don’t wanna.”

Kalista laughed as she watched her friend Zoe frowned down at the steaming cup of liquid in front of her. “Try it, you’ll like it.”

Back in the kitchen of Sinfully Sweet, Zoe sat on a stool next to Kalista as she skillfully transferred a batch of cookies from the cookie sheet fresh out of the oven to the cooling racks set out on the marble counter in the center of the room. The lunch rush had just ended, and Kalista was using the time to try out a few new recipes she wanted to start selling.

“Lavender white hot chocolate? It doesn’t sound remotely appealing.” Zoe heaved out a sigh, then picked up the cup and took a tentative sip. She paused and took another taste, then narrowed her eyes on Kalista. “How in the world did you make this taste so good? Your talents are just not natural.”

Kalista chuckled. “I told you that you would like it.”

“I know, but I thought it was going to taste like soap or something.”

“Would I ever give you something revolting like that?”

“I don’t know…maybe if you were mad at me,” Zoe muttered before taking another sip.

Kalista let out a delicate snort as she set the empty pan down in the large sink to be washed later. She wiped her hands on her apron, then smiled at her friend. “Okay, now do you want to try the lavender cookies or the white chocolate cupcake with lavender buttercream frosting?”