Page 61 of A Kiss at Midnight

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Chapter Thirty-Four

Blake

I’m lying on top ofJewel and very aware the second she loses consciousness. She obviously needs the rest, but the thought of leaving her causes me physical pain. The need for her is churning my insides. I’ve spent a month thinking of no other woman but her, and during that time I’ve felt...bereft...whichinfuriates me.

No woman has ever lodged herself so deeply inside me... not even come close. What makes Jewel different? Why does it seem I’ll never get enough of her? I’ve tried to reason it away, tried to tell myself it’s nothing but raw hunger, but doesn’t hunger eventually fade with repeated satiation?

This woman has barreled into my life, and in a minuscule amount of time has shaken up my world. It should be impossible.

Rolling carefully off of Jewel, I lie tightly at her side and trail my hand down her body. I’ve taken her for what seem like hours, have come twice inside her, but am only feeling a modicum of relief from the damn sexual tension that’s been with me ever since I met her. As I continue touching her soft skin, I begin stirring once more.

Jewel’s eyelashes flutter, and I can’t let her go, not at any time in the near future, at least. I justify my control because I need her. Damn the consequences, and damn the cost to myself or anyone else.

My heart stopped its frantic thudding, and my breathing slowed, but I’m well aware we will both go into overdrive the moment I sink back inside her glorious heat. Her eyes float open, and she looks dazed and sated. For one brief second her guard is down. Maybe this is the key. I’ll simply keep her in bed, where I can look into her depths when she’s too defenseless to hold me at bay. But the problem is that when she’s like this,I’malso vulnerable. I can’t afford to be weak.

“I’ve missed you. My body missed you, and I feel as if I can’t get enough.” I caress her nipples, and feel them harden. “You’re mine.” I lower my head, and when my mouth takes the place of my hand, her exquisite flavor makes my taste buds explode. She gasps as I move my hand down her stomach and run my fingers along the outside of her core.

“No. I... uh... I have to get back to work...” she says, weakly shutting her legs and trapping my hand. I can easily pry her legs back open, and quickly have her begging me to take her, but that’s not what I want. I want her to own this, want her to need me as much as I need her. I want her to give herself freely, without coercion.

“I don’t want you to leave; I’ll tell them you’re busy for the rest of the day,” I say, removing my hand and resting it on her shaking stomach.

“I... I can’t think, Blake. Please stop touching me.” The hint of desperation in her voice makes me pause. Though it pains me to pull back, I do.

“You don’t need to think, Jewel. When you’re in my arms, all you need to do is feel.” Okay, that’s a bit sappy. To save face, I accompany my words with a cocky smile, one that instantly irritates her.

Why can’t I seem to stop pushing her buttons, even when I want to? Maybe it’s because the fire in her eyes turns me on, or maybe it’s my armor locking into place. Whatever the reason, I can see her pulling back from me.

I stand, and feel satisfaction as her eyes move to my arousal. I go to the phone and tell her team lead she’ll be busy for the rest of the day. I then turn back to her. She doesn’t look pleased with me, but her eyes keep straying to my lower half which is growing harder by the second.

“You can climb on, and I’ll take you for a ride.” These words earn me a glare.

“How can a person think about nothing but sex?” she asks.

“I find it very easy when I have such a captivating partner, Jewel.”

“If you’re kidnapping me, we need to talk.”

“Talking’s the last thing I’m in the mood for right now.”

“You can keep me in a sex coma for only so long, Blake.” With an exaggerated show of throwing up my hands in defeat, I back off, surprising myself.

“So, what do we need to discuss?” I ask.

“My brother. What else?” she says as she sits up and grabs her clothes, holding them over her naked body and taking away my view.

“I told you I’ll help you get him.”

“But how? I want to knowhow.”

“I know people,” I say. My arousal dies at the depressing topic. I grab my pants and yank them on, frustrated this isn’t playing out the way I’d hoped.

“You got your sex,” Jewel firmly says. “Now give me my brother.”

“Do you think I’mthateasy, Jewel?” I ask in a suddenly cold voice.

“Yes. I think you’re an emotionless drone and you’ll do anything it takes to get what you want. You wanted sex. You got it. Iwantmy brother. I’ve earned the right to get what you offered.” Her chin tilts up in the stubborn way I love.

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