Manaconda(34)
“Now who’s the cruel one? And why does a blow job sound so sexy when you say it? Why does everything you say sound sexy?”
I chuckled. “You sound so pissed off about it.”
“I am.”
“Two orgasms should have you blissed out, not mad.”
“I don’t have time for you. I have four clients that I put aside to work with you, and now I have to play your girlfriend.”
“Sorry it’s such a hardship.”
She rolled away from me and stood. “How would you like it if I came in and messed up your schedule? Jumped onstage, took your microphone, and told the crowd that you were mine?”
I stood, crowding her back into the wall. “I’d welcome it. I like the way you fit against me, Kenny. I like saying you’re mine.”
“Why? We’re strangers.”
“How does any relationship happen?”
She pushed me back. “Slowly. With dates, movies, dinner—talking.”
I slid my arm around her waist. “Fast. No time to think.”
Kenny rested her hands on my chest. “Thinking is key.”
“How’s it worked out for your past relationships?”
She stiffened.
“Yeah. About the same for me. I let a woman manipulate me and twist me up. You feel good. I feel good around you.”
“You don’t even know me.” She slipped around me, pacing the width of the truck.
“I’m getting to know you now.” I leaned against the wall where she’d been. The click of her heels on the floor, then muffled by the blanket, then stopped just out of my reach before she turned around and repeated her steps. It was annoying. “Kenny, stop.”
“Can we get out of here yet? Do you think they’re gone?”
The change in her voice made me straighten. “It’s been quiet for a while.”
“And you haven’t opened the doors?”
“We were busy.”
She slapped the door. “Okay, then let’s open it up now.”
“Hey.” I caught her arm.
She wrenched away. “No! Can we just go? I want to go.”
I swiped my hand down her hair. “Kenny—”
She crouched near the middle. “How do you unlatch this?”
“Just a second, I’ll get it.”
“Is there air in here? Do you think we can suffocate?”
I eased her away from the door and unlatched the locking pin. The door cracked open enough for me to pull it up.
She scrabbled out of the truck and down to the pavement and kept on walking.
“Kenny, wait!” I spotted her little wallet and grabbed it before closing the door and locking it once more.
“It was just getting a little too close in there,” she said over her shoulder.
“Seemed more like you didn’t like what I had to say.”
She kept walking, but I was a good deal taller than her, even in her heels. I caught her arm, stopping her. “Kenny.”
“Would you stop with the Kenny stuff? My name is Kennedy.”
I crowded in on her. “You liked it well enough in the truck.”
“Yeah well, that was just the orgasm talking.”
“Two.”
“Yes, two,” she growled. “I know how you want to keep track of this illustrious seven. But you know what? I’m suddenly feeling not in the mood. So, guess we’ll just be stopping at two. And you gave up your chance for one, pal.” She broke my hold and started walking again.
“Willful woman,” I muttered.
She swung back around, hands on her hips. “Excuse me?”
“You just can’t admit we had fun in there. That this,” I waved between us, “is hot. And we don’t need to pick it apart.”
“I tried to just have fun with it. It’s you saying you want more than just…this.” She heaved out a breath. “Why can’t I just have a one-night-stand like the rest of this godforsaken town? Do you know how many actors I’ve had to rescue from just this kind of crap? Now I’m in the middle of it. I can’t even enjoy it first. I’m just mired in the aftermath without the naked sweaty time,” she shouted.
I hauled her against me, fusing my mouth to hers. I wanted the naked sweaty time. I craved the naked sweaty time, for fuck’s sake. But I knew it was more. I’d already had plenty of hookups—she obviously hadn’t.
Just keep your fucking mouth shut, Jordan.
Just fuck her brainless.
That was the voice I was going to listen to the rest of the night. Not the niggling voice that demanded to keep her for more than a night. I had to be a bit more underhanded. To make her see how good we were first.
She punched my chest and kicked my shin.
Freaking hellcat.
Just as I was about to step back, she hooked her arm around my neck and kissed me back. Hot and full of fire, she blew my mind with her taste. Resisting her wasn’t an option. Even if I was left with only one night.