Page 41 of Reckless Temptation

She shrugged, scoping the parking lot as if she worried something else would threaten her next. As if I were too big of a threat to handle up close.

“I scare off those guys and all I get is a tinythankslike that?” I stepped into her space, and she frowned deeper.

“My bad. Thank you very much, Nick. It just seems strange to thank you for wanting to help because the only reason you’re here is that you’re stalking me.” She licked her lip, her gaze still darting around as if she wasn’t sure about being near me.

I stepped closer, prompting her to back up in this futile hope to keep a buffer of space between us. She turned, backing up to the side of the car as I advanced.

“That’s better.” I stared at her lips after she licked the lower one again.

“That’s it,” she corrected. “I’m not in a generous mood to praise you as some kind of a hero.”

“Why not?”

Her back hit the car, and she frowned up at me, drugging me with the curiosity in her light-brown eyes. “Because I don’t trust you.”

I smiled, loving that she’d admit it, unafraid to tell it like it was.

“And like I’ve told you twice before now, I don’t have time for someone like you in my life. I don’t have time for anything but trying to get my car working again.”

“Hmm.” I closed in on her again, setting my hand on the car and caging her in slightly. “Broken down?”

She nodded, gasping when I wedged my leg between hers and leaned in.

“I could help.”

Slanting closer, I relished the heat of her soft body. Almost hugging her, I tipped my head down until I could inhale a deeper breath of her.

“I could help you… for a price,” I whispered into her ear.

The idea of her submitting to me tempted me. The chance of her cracking and letting me in to see her, not this cool shell she showed the world, made me hotter with relentless desire.

She shivered ever so slightly as I leaned over her. It was hotter than hell. She couldn’t be cold, but my proximity made her fucking tremble.

I held in a growl and pressed against her a little more, nuzzling her cheek as I moved my hand toward her waist. “What do you say, Sabrina?” I whispered as I gripped her hip.

She sucked in a breath, and I knew I had her. That tiny gasp was all I needed as proof that she wasn’t immune to me. Not like this.

“Want me to help you?” I asked as I kissed the skin below her ear.

More shivers rocked through her as she breathed faster.

I squeezed my hand, digging my fingers in at her hip at the same time I ground my growing erection against her stomach. She couldn’t miss it. She knew exactly what was happening here.

I just didn’t know if she’d accept the fact that I was making a move on her.

“Huh?” I prompted, kissing her satiny soft skin again. Lower along her jawline, I pressed my lips over her.

“No.” She whispered it on a long exhale, weak and reluctant.

“No?” I teased as I lowered my hand to rub over her pussy. Kissing down her neck, I maintained steady pressure over her wet panties. Already, she was dripping for me.

Stubborn girl.I closed my eyes, giving in to the total pleasure of finally touching her. Of kissing her. Of not thinking possessive thoughts about her but giving in to this lust that had spawned from stalking her and keeping her in mind.

Something was shifting between us. The mutual loathing remained. She didn’t want to surrender. Her body was still stiff with hesitation and being on edge around me. Yet, she trembled. She sighed. She furrowed her brow, determined to be proper and behave, while her body gravitated toward mine.

“You don’t want me to help you fix your car?”

She barely held in a whimper as I rubbed harder, making sure she felt all the friction on top of her clothes. Faintly, she shook her head.

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