The vulnerable look in her eyes masked a strength inside of her that even she didn’t know existed, but I knew it was there. It was evident when she disputed again, “But he didn’t kill him.”
“No, but he knew there would be consequences to his actions when he pulled the trigger. That’s on him.” Anguish crossed her face, and it gutted me to see her so worried. Hoping to ease her mind, I explained, “Viper is our president for a reason. He doesn’t make rash decisions. He thinks things through and does what’s right for everyone concerned. I trust he’ll do the same when it comes to Danny.”
“You know ... I shouldn’t even be sitting here with you right now. You kidnapped me and locked me away in that room. I saw what y’all did to my brother. And after all that, I should hate the very sight of you, but for some reason ... I don’t. I actually like being with you”—she looked at me, her eyes full of doubt—“much more than I should. How crazy is that?”
“I don’t think you’re crazy at all. Actually, I think you’re probably one of the sanest people I know.”
“I’m not sure that’s a good thing.” She teased with a giggle.
“Trust me. It’s a good thing ... a very good thing.”
She sat there, silently staring at me, and I knew then it was time for me to make a choice. I could take a chance with her or walk away before things got even more complicated. The decision might’ve been easier if she didn’t look so damn beautiful looking at me with those gorgeous blue eyes, waiting for me to make my move. So, I took a chance. I reached for Delilah and pulled her over to me, then pressed my mouth against hers. Drawing her in closer she didn’t resist, instead she kissed me back. Need surged through me like a fucking wildfire. I feared if I didn’t extinguish the burn, it would completely consume me. I knew she felt the same just by the way she whispered my name. “Zander.”
I stood up and turned to face the couch, then leaned forward to pick her up. My hands cupped under her perfect ass, and as I lifted her, she slipped her arms around my neck while her legs instinctively wrapped around my waist. My breath caught when I felt her body pressed against mine. Damn. As I started towards her room, I had to fight the urge to stop and just take her right there on the fucking floor. When we finally made it to her room, I carried her to the foot of the bed and slowly lowered her feet to the floor. With her standing before me, I brought my hand up to her face, and ran the pad of my thumb across her bottom lip. Her eyes flashed with desire as she whispered, “This is a probably bad idea.”
“Maybe, but it sure as hell feels right.”
“So, maybe I’m not that crazy after all.”
My eyes never left hers as she slipped her arms around my neck. She studied me for a moment, then drew me closer, pressing her mouth against mine. When we kissed earlier, it was soft and slow. This kiss was different. This was filled with a hunger that matched my own, and I simply couldn’t resist the temptation. Delilah’s body melted into me as her tongue brushed again mine—and then it was over. I’d had all I could take. I had wanted Delilah since the moment I laid eyes on her, and I was damn well going to have her. I pushed up the hem of her tank top, the tips of my fingers skimming over her soft skin as I lifted it over her head.
A soft whimper escaped her lips when I pulled her body closer to mine. My hand reached for the nape of her neck as I eased back and asked, “You sure about this?”
She nodded, then said, “I didn’t know it was possible to want someone like I want you right now.”
Her hands reached behind her back as she unhooked and removed her black lace bra, exposing her perfect, firm breasts. Damn. She didn’t shy away from me as I watched her loosen the string to her sweatpants and slowly inch them down her long, slender legs. She just stood there in a pair of black panties with her long red hair flowing down around her delicate shoulders. “So fucking beautiful.”
I quickly lifted my t-shirt over my head, tossing it to the side. I could hardly restrain myself with her standing there, watching with anticipation as I started to remove the rest of my clothes. I pulled off my boots and socks, and when I lowered my jeans and boxers down my hips, the tip of her tongue slowly dragged across her bottom lip.