Page 46 of Witness Protection

“Can you really?” she whispered.

Fuck, she was playing with fire. Her hair was mostly blonde now, her dark eyes piercing in the dim room. “Guess you’ll never know.”

She frowned. “Why not? Because of my father?”

“Because you’re too good for me.”

Sophia reached up and cupped his cheek, then scraped her nails along his stubble. “Don’t let anyone fool you. I’m just an ordinary girl.”

“And you love Hawk.”

“Can’t I love two men?”

He scoffed. “You don’t love me, Sophia. Like every other woman, you don’t realize it, but you want to use me. I’m not worth keeping.”

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Her womb coiled tight. Cayden’s strong arms supported his weight on either side of her head. He was ripped and covered in ink. Her mouth salivated, craving to trace her tongue over every dark tattoo. Waves of heat and need washed over her, but he kept shutting her down. His reluctance made her more desperate to win.

Right now, she didn’t want to think about death, the future, or all the nightmares strung together that she called life. What she wanted was to forget it all.

To feel love.

To at least pretend it was love.

To know a man’s body.

“Don’t refuse me, Cayden. I don’t think my heart could take it.”

He did a half push-up, his biceps bulging as he slowly lowered over her without making physical contact. He took a deep breath at her neckline, exhaling in almost a growl.

“If you knew everything about me, I guarantee you wouldn’t feel the same.”

“Then tell me.” She turned her head to the side and kissed his forearm. “It can’t be worse than what I already know.”

“It is.”

She began to unbutton her shirt. It was one of his since they’d been staying at his place for days. His eyes darted to the white lace of her bra as the shirt opened. He used his thigh to part her legs, dropping his hips against hers.

Sophia cried out, his hard cock pressing unforgivingly against her aching pussy. It felt so damn good. And she wanted it all.

The stress of the day, the horrors she wanted to forget, everything transformed into a sexual tension that bound her tight. She needed this. Needed Cayden.

Even with the minimal lighting, his blue eyes stole her breath away as he looked down at her without humor. “Lucky for you, I’m not that much of a bastard. I’m not going to fuck you.”

“You’re cruel. Is it because I’m a virgin?”

He smiled, then licked his lips, making her stomach flutter. “Are you now?”

“Please, Cayden. I need you.”

He sat up, kneeling between her parted legs. He ran his hands over her thighs, making skitters dance along her skin. “I like when you beg.”

“Please,” she repeated.

He shook his head. “Trust me, you’d regret it in the morning.”

She squirmed. He had no idea how desperate she felt. Her attraction for Cayden had her hot and throbbing. She wanted him all over her, his cock inside her. Sophia reached between her legs, but he grabbed her wrist. “You’re killing me,” she said.

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