He backed her up against her counter and lifted her, so he could slide between her legs. He never broke contact with her lips. She had never been so devoured in her life and she didn't have any desire for it to end. There really was a very thin line between anger and passion and she had crossed it without any thought.
He spread her legs apart, pressing himself up close against her, as he continued with the heart-stopping kiss. Her hands circled up, around his neck, while her fingers dove into his thick hair. She tugged on the strands, pulling him closer to her. He growled in his throat as he gladly obliged her unspoken request. In the back of her mind, there was a voice shouting at her to stop but she didn't want to listen. She wanted to keep feeling the exquisite pleasure he was bringing her needy body.
He slipped his hand up under her blouse, running his fingers over the bump of her stomach and up to her aching br**sts. She groaned in need as his hand rubbed over her ni**les, poking through her thin bra. He tested their weight and groaned again as he felt their increased size spilling out into the palm of his hand. He pinched her ni**les and she almost released right there on the counter. She'd been responsive to him before but it was nothing in comparison to what she was feeling now.
He moved his hands down, towards her skirt and started pushing it up out of the way. They had both forgotten they were in a public place, where anyone could walk in. They just needed to relieve the intense pressure building in their bodies. She needed this; she deserved this, what could one more time hurt?
The phone suddenly rang, bringing Trinity back to reality. It kept ringing and she suddenly pulled back, realizing where she was and what she was doing. She gasped in shock as she looked up into Drew's desire filled eyes. His hands were still holding her close and he was bending his head to take her lips back with his.
The phone had done nothing to dampen his desire and he was ready to continue where they'd left off, before the interruption. Without realizing what she was doing, her hand came up and slapped him hard across the cheek. The sound echoed through the small shop and Trinity sat there, stunned she'd just done that. She was too shocked to say anything and stared at him open-mouthed.
The slap seemed to clear his head because he took a step back, as he looked at her in anger. He couldn't believe she'd hit him again and he had actually allowed it. If any other woman had done such a thing to him, he would've walked out the door without a backward glance but he couldn't seem to stay away from her. He may have deserved it at the resort but not this time, she had been just as hungry for him as he was for her.
"Did you get it all out?" he asked her in a deadly calm voice, which was far more frightening than if he were yelling.
She had her hand over her mouth in shock. She really hadn't meant to do that. She couldn't blame him for the passionate kissing, as she had done nothing to stop it until the phone rang. She was still furious with him but she'd been just as excited as he had.
"I … I didn't mean to do that," she finally managed to stutter. He rubbed his cheek and raised his brows at her.
"It sure as hell feels like you meant to do it and you put your full weight into it," he said with a smirk. He was regaining his composure and once again acting like the one in control. She narrowed her eyes as he mentioned her growing weight. She then put her hand protectively over her stomach, reminding them both she carried a child in there.
"I'll be back, this discussion is in no way over," he told her, in what seemed far more of a threat than anything else and stomped out the door.
Drew walked down the street, feeling more frustrated than ever before in his life. It was more than obvious he still wanted her with a need frightening in its intensity but he needed to set that aside.
She was carrying his child and that meant she needed to marry him. He would've been far happier in a time where he could simply drag her down the aisle and make her marry him. It would be so much easier than playing these stupid games.
He wasn't a man used to being told no and he found he didn't like it. He hadn't expected her to fall into his arms at first glance but he certainly hadn't expected her to still be full of hostility. He'd messed up with one small lie and she'd just have to get over it.
He figured she was like other women though and she had her price. He'd make her a comfortable woman and in turn he'd get to be there to raise his child. He couldn't even think about her meeting another man his child would call dad. He was the baby's father and no other man would play that role.
He stopped in a local pub and ordered a double bourbon. He never drank so early in the morning but unless he wanted to walk the streets with an obvious arousal and steam coming out of his ears, he needed something to soothe his desire and his temper. He had to smile at how quickly anger had turned into burning passion.