Stepping back, she shook her head. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”
With her humiliation complete she wanted to do nothing more than go and hide underneath a rock.
“No.” He caught her hand and eased her back against him. She stared up into his eyes.
“What are you doing?”
“What I’ve been imagining for so damn long. I can’t go another second until I know exactly how you taste.” He dropped his head toward hers, and before she could stop him, his lips were on hers.
She moaned at the harsh feel of his thin lips against hers. There was nothing gentle in his kiss, yet it was something she craved. Sinking her fingers into his hair, she ignored the pain and wrapped both of her arms around his neck. This lust struck her hard whenever she was with him.
When she first saw him she’d been dancing with Darren. Henry had been in the VIP section of Ecstasy, but she’d seen him. Even from the distance, he’d pulled her attention. The man she’d been with was nothing like the scarred man sitting in the VIP section.
Even as he shot Darren, he’d not scared her. The situation scared her, not Henry.
His hands moved down to her waist, picking her up and placing her on the cleanest counter in his kitchen. She opened her legs wide so he’d have somewhere to sit between.
“Fuck, I can’t get you out of my head.” He broke the kiss only to press his lips down to her neck. “You always smell like lavender. I can’t get the scent out of my head.” She heard him inhale then exhale. “I could become addicted to your smell. So fucking addicted.”
“You want me?”
“I’ve been trying not to want you for so damn long. I don’t know what’s real anymore.” He drew back to stare back at her. She lost herself, cupping his cheeks as he stayed still. “What’s this?”
“I want you, Henry. I just never knew how to tell you.”
His hands moved up her ribs, and she couldn’t help but wince from the pressure.
“Fuck, I completely forgot that you’re hurt.” He stepped back, stopping touching her instantly.
“I liked what we did.” She hated the moment he stopped touching her. “I want to do it again.”
“No, not until you’re better. I can’t—I’ve never been gentle, Lydia. I can’t be what you want right now.”
She nodded, licking her lips. He didn’t realize how gentle he could be.
“I want to be something more to you. Could you get me down?”
His hands went under her ass, gripping her flesh as she lowered her back to the floor. The feel of his hands on her ass sent her pulse racing further.
“You’re going to be a hell of a lot more to me.” He tilted her head back. “You need to think about this long and hard, Lydia. Once I take you, you’re mine. There’s no backing down or pulling away. You’ll be mine.”#p#分页标题#e#
The ownership in his gaze sent a shiver down her spine. There was a hell of a lot more to Henry than he let anyone see.
“I want that, Henry.” She’d never belonged to anyone in her life, and she wanted to belong to him.
He cupped the back of her neck. “You’ll be mine. No hotel, no boys that are friends. You’ll be mine.”
She smiled. “It doesn’t matter how many times you say it, Henry. I want to be yours. Truly, believe me when I say I want to be yours.” She pressed a hand to his chest.
Henry stroked the back of her neck. The touch sent tingles throughout her body.
“Now, can I serve you some food, or are you going to keep being pissed at me? It’ll be good. I promise.”
“Feed me, woman.”
Chapter Seven
Two weeks later
The last two weeks had been out of this world for Henry. He couldn’t believe how happy he was and yet he’d not sexually touched Lydia, but that could all change within the next couple of hours. The doctor was scheduled to see her while he was out of the apartment. He stood in Elijah’s warehouse with Caleb as they waited for Drake to spill the details of where the men were that Henry wanted.
They were leaving Elijah to torture the information out of him, but so far the bastard wasn’t talking. He was either high or had a seriously high pain threshold.
“Donna wants you to come around to dinner,” Caleb said.
“Not tonight. Lydia’s seeing the doctor and I want to be alone with her.”
“It’s true then, you’re going steady with a woman?”
Henry turned to look at his friend.
“The women at Ecstasy are talking. It has been over three weeks since you were last there, and every time you’re at the club you never go near the back. I take it Lydia’s taking care of your needs.”