Never Kiss an Outlaw(34)

Aw, shit. Maybe it matters after all.

Yes, yes I do.

I care. I care about feeling him, tasting him, having him, dammit. More than I'll ever admit.

Down the little hallway, Firefly stopped, jamming his key into the lock and popping the door. He gave me a sharp look, caught me chewing my lip.

I wanted to sink right through the floor. My veins were still swimming in adrenaline, all the shocks I'd suffered over this unbelievable month stacked against me, plus the latest humiliations tonight.

The door jerked open, and he ushered me in. I headed right for the couch while he pulled out his phone, trying to find somewhere to grab dinner from.

He snorted, and I stared, causing him to look up. “Text from Skin. Says that worthless piece of shit I stomped at the Heel's been carted off. Stupid motherfuck had better remember what I said about keeping his damned lips shut...”#p#分页标题#e#

“You did plenty, Firefly. You saved me.” I only realized how big and watery my eyes felt when he gave the floor a soft kick.

“Shit, I'm no hero, Cora. Quit looking at me like that.” He paused, locking my eyes with his. “Did the only decent thing a man should when he walks in on something like that. If Skin's old lady hadn't showed up in time, I'd have killed the fuck and dropped his sorry carcass in the woods. Wrong timing.”

“No.” I stood up, walked over, and put my hands gently on his shoulders. “You did everything you could, Firefly. The timing was perfect. You've given me a second chance, or maybe this is my third. Honestly, I've lost count, but I appreciate all you've tried to do for me. I know I haven't been the most pleasant...”

“Babe, you've been fine.” He reached up, grabbed my hand, and pulled it to his face.

Before either of us knew what was happening, his stubble grazed my skin. He kissed my hand, pressing those lips I'd wondered about a thousand times on my flesh.

A jolt ran through me.

Crazy. Electric. Sensational.

I'd never believed in love at first sight, much less first kiss, and that definitely wasn't happening here. Lust, on the other hand...

His teeth grazed my tender skin before he pulled it away, thrusting my hand back against his shoulder. Oh, God.

Some miracle stopped me from turning into a puddle on the spot. Small favor, really, because now I had a lot more on my mind than lukewarm virgin fantasies.

I saw his lips all over me at once, igniting my skin, pushing me over the edge with just his touch, like the night he'd spanked me stupid.

They were finally coming. I'd have his rough, incredible lips on mine.

Conquering my mouth.

Moving down my throat.

Worshiping my nipples.

Turning my pussy into a hot, taut, sopping wet mess.

“You got something on your mind, or what?” he growled, tangling his fingers around my wrists to keep my hands glued to him.

“Nothing, really. Just thinking about circumstances.”

Yeah. Right.

“What? The shit that brought you here?”

I nodded. With a growl, he jerked me closer with both hands, hanging mine across his shoulders. I didn't resist – quite the contrary when I let go and fell against him – begging to be closer.

“Dust has got me on you full time for good reason. All the dark and deadly fuckery heats up from here, Cora. You know it, don't you? Tell me you feel that shit coming, sure as a mountain wind.”

Yes. Something was coming, anyway. Melting me from the inside-out.

A chill ran up my spine, cutting through the heat. Yeah, I knew it.

Of course I did. And it didn't matter, none of it did, just as long as I had him protecting me.

“I don't know anything,” I whispered. “You won't tell me what I'm really running from, and neither will the other guys. What else can I do except listen to everything you say?”

Crap. I realized how much my voice was trembling.

Firefly looked up. Sparks of amusement flashed in his eyes, before they winked out in the icy blue fire that always smothered them, the same glow that filled his whole face.

“I don't share club biz unless it means keeping you safe.” He drew a long breath, guiding me in front of him by the hands. “Looks like I finally have to. Fuck.”

He stood, guiding us both to the couch, where he sat down first, jerking me onto his lap. “Your old man got himself in some bad shit, and left everybody else to clean it up. Same thing Dust told you. Had a real hard-on for gambling, and he borrowed some money from another MC called the Torches, down in Atlanta.”#p#分页标题#e#

My heart beat a hundred miles an hour. He softly fisted my hair, pulling me deeper into his lap, twisting my head so my ear was aimed at his lips.

I tried not to sweat from the one-two punch of being laid across Firefly's magnificent body like this, while he whispered all the secrets I'd yearned for deep in my ear.