It sounded like a threat. Her eyes flew open. “No!” The firmness she tried to inject into her tone came out weak and throaty, revealing her condition.
The savage expression on his face frightened her but not nearly as much as the untamed wildfire racing through her body. His body began to move against her, his hardness fitting perfectly in the damp crevice between her legs. The ache in the lower half of her body became a tangible, almost painful, reminder that she hadn’t had a cock in there in a long time. Too long.
“No? Are you sure about that, angel?”
“Yes,” she gasped, mesmerized by the smoldering look in his eyes. “I don’t think it’s wise to complicate things.” Not to mention she was scared out of her wits that she’d enjoy it. And she wasn’t forgetting the fact he’d already fingered her. She’d never hear the end of it.
“One little kiss doesn’t have to complicate anything,” he returned with a wolfish grin.
He was actually teasing her—or was he testing her? “We both know that’s not all you have on your mind,” she pointed out.
“No, but maybe a good fuck will tame that mean mouth of yours. Right now, though, a kiss is all we have time for.”
Right now? That insinuated they might have time for a good fuck, later. Her eyes flared with alarm when he slowly lowered his head. His movement was misleading. Sarah knew there’d be no gentleness in his possession. Just like she knew there’d be no tenderness in his lovemaking.
Trying one last time, she made a desperate attempt to deny him what he wanted by turning her head wildly from side to side. There was no escape. He tangled his hands in her matted hair to hold her head still.
“No!” she whispered with growing panic and yet something more, like excitement, in her tone, feeling her heart pounding in her chest.
“Yes!” he hissed back, moving in closer.