Page 16 of Merciless

“What’s happened?” I ask.

My question has him pulling up short. “What?”

“You’re… emotional.”

He steps back, shaking his head. “No.”

“Cal,” I press.

“You just get my back up.”

I rise from the couch and walk to him. “I never used to. Nothing ever used to get much of a reaction from you.”

“You dunno what you’re talking about,” he says, avoiding my gaze.

“It’s finally taken its toll, hasn’t it?”

“Charlotte,” he grits out.

But I’m not deterred by the warning in his tone. Not only do I know in my bones that he’d never hurt me, but I’m not an easy woman to hurt, regardless.

“The killing. The darkness,” I go on. “It’s all coming back on you now. It’s finally caught up with you, hasn’t it?”

With a growl he lunges at me, grasping my arms and driving me into the wall.

“Enough!” he roars.

His eyes sweep over my body erratically.

And then his mouth crashes down on mine.

His kiss is hard and punishing and intense.

Just the way I like it.

I can’t stop myself. The heat between us is too much.

Before I know it, I’m responding fervently, grasping the sides of his face and holding him to me as I escalate the kiss.

His hands leave my arms, one coming up and fisting in my hair, the other grasping my hip and jerking me closer, holding me at his mercy as he rolls his hips. I gasp at the feel of his hard cock between my legs.

God, it’s been so long since I’ve felt him, since I’ve had him all over me. After all this time, it’s a heady sensation. It steals my breath and has me panting. My whole body is electrified with need.

His hand leaves my hip and I feel rapid movement of his hand between us, even as he continues ravishing me with his mouth. With a rough jerk, he pulls down the zipper of my tactical jacket, then shoves it off my shoulders, exposing my arms and cleavage in just my white tank top. In the next breath, he unbuckles my belt and jerks down my tactical pants.

As he pulls back a little, breaking the kiss, I look down between us to see his hard, throbbing cock sheathed. A thrill runs through me.

“Sure you want this, Char?”

My gaze snaps to his, the burning desire there almost enough to choke me. I’ve never witnessed such passion, felt such desperate want from any other man in all my life.

“You know when we cross this line, everything goes straight to hell.”

I grasp the waistband of his lowered pants and tug him into me, making him grunt.

“Then let us burn.”

A devilish smirk plays on his lips. “Hell, yeah.”

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