Page 38 of Too Lethal to Love

Sweet Jesus, she’d never come so hard before. Had she really obeyed when he’d told her to open her legs for him? Tingles danced between her thighs. Strangely, losing control under his bossy, dirty command had given her control, like putting her body, her trust in him recovered a lost piece of herself.

It had been spectacular, but she couldn’t enjoy that again. Not just the carnal pleasure. The way he’d madeher feel, like she was a queen, and he’d burn a city down to protect her and then worship her on his knees after he rode home in victory, was dangerous.

A girl could get used to that kind of treatment from her man.

No.Kane wasn’t, couldn’t be her man.

The phone Kane had given her after he’d destroyed the one with the text from her stalker buzzed with a call from Scarlett. Beth reached for it as she fiddled with the lighted garland strung on the fireplace mantle. “You and Chris had no right to tell Kane not to touch me.”

“If you’re yelling at me for telling him not to touch you, then he must have, which means I won the bet.”

Beth dropped the garland like the lights were on fire. “What bet?”

“The one Chris and I made about how long either of you would last before you gave in to your attraction. Even though we did our best friend due diligence to avoid either of you getting hurt, neither one of us thought you two could keep your hands off each other.”

“I didn’t sleep with Kane. We just…uh kissed.”

Which had led to the best orgasm of her life.

She glanced up the stairs. Was Kane in the shower making himself come as he thought about her?

Holy Christmas, why did that sound so deliciously dirty? And why did she have to find Kane so attractive? Nic was pretty in a masculine way that hurt to look at his movie star face. Linc was brutally handsome in a harsh, cold manner, but she didn’t pull out her vibrator when she thought about them.

But Kane?

She wanted him on top of her.

Underneath her.

Fucking her against the wall.

God, she’d always wanted to do that but had never been with anyone strong enough to pull it off. But Kane could. The pulsing between her thighs upped its tempo to twelve drummers drumming.

Scarlett’s laugh brought the lascivious concert to a halt.

“I can’t sleep with Kane.” Beth swallowed a sigh.

“Yes, you can, and you should.”

Beth chuckled. “Is my shy, sheltered best friend really giving me advice about sex?”

“Well, for once, I have experience that you don’t.”

“Do tell.” Beth picked up the glass of wine she’d set on the end table.

“I’ve fucked a super soldier.”

Beth choked. “Oh my God,” she rasped as she fought for breath. She swallowed and cleared her throat. “I’m still not used to your brand-new potty mouth.”

“Chris dared me to say it. Now he owes me even more.”

“Please don’t go into detail about the terms of your bet.”

“I won’t if you promise to challenge your theory of why you shouldn’t be with Kane. You gave me similar advice when I didn’t know what to do with my attraction to Chris. Think of it like an experiment.”

Beth didn’t mention she’d already started testing the subject. “Of all the guys out there to experiment with, Kane is the last person I should choose.”

“I’ve seen the way you two look at each other. Trust your genius best friend. Kane should be the first man on your list.”

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