Claim her.
It can’t be me, but damn if I don’t wish things were different.
“You think about me?” The longing in her voice. The hope in her eyes nearly breaks me in two.
“All the god damn time,” I confess, wanting nothing more than to say to hell with it and take whatever she’ll give me. But I know if we cross that line there will be no turning back. Not for me at least. Crossing that line could destroy too many lives. My life is complicated. I have a debt to pay.
But I want her.
Fuck do I want her.
“I think about you too,” she whispers, her spicy breath blowing on my lips.
The lights flicker and the wind howls so damn loud it sounds like a train blowing through the mountains.
“Sweetness, I…” I try to tell her all the reasons this can’t happen. Why I can’t be with her. Only the words won’t come out my mouth. My head wages a war with my heart and my dick.
“Death,” she says my name, daring me to make a move. To cross that invisible line that’s blurring as the seconds tick by.
The power goes out. Blackness surrounds us. My heartbeat pounds like drums, deafening all other sounds as it thumps in my chest, battering my ribcage.
“I should go get the generator going.”
“Or you could kiss me.” Her lips find mine before I can make an excuse. Soft as velvet, spicy, and fucking intoxicating. Her mouth moves against mine and all the blood in my body travels straight to my dick.
Damn it all to hell. I pull her in close, thrusting my tongue between the sweet part of her mouth. Freya’s tongue tangoes with mine in a push and pull battle for dominance. Been a long time since I’ve felt anything remotely this strong. A magnetic pull tethering me to her. She rolls her hips, pushing up against me, tits pressing into me.
The kiss deepens, my blood is on fire burning so hot nothing but white flashes behind my eyes. I’ve waited my whole damn life for a woman to set my soul on fire like only she can. Now that I’ve had a taste of her, I can’t imagine never having it again. Wanting her is dangerous. A game I can’t afford to lose. There’s too much at stake. So I kiss her harder and deeper, falling further from grace.
What a cruel twist of fate to be tempted by fate.
My best friend’s daughter.
She’s my unspeakable truth.
My one desire.
Tempting.
Forbidden.
Untouchable.
But here we are. The woman I’ve ached for in my arms willing to give me the greatest gift. My deepest and darkest desire. Her. Simply her.
I pull back and suck in a breath needing to get control of myself before I take this further. Before I give her something to regret. Because if she stays here with me tonight, I’ll only ruin her.
Forsaking her for any other.
I’ll drag her down to Hell and together we’ll burn in the ashes of all she holds dear.
“Babe,” I breathe her in. “You go here with me there’s no turning back.”
“What’s that supposed to mean? You make one night sound so cryptic and permanent.”
“Think you can give that pussy up to me and walk away? That one taste of you will ever be enough? I’ve wanted you. Thought about nothing but you so many times. Heard you with Fisher once. Those sweet sounds you made. I wanted them to belong to me. You occupy my every desire. Being with me though…means no one can know. You’d be my dirty secret. Because the price if anyone found out would be much too high for you and everyone around us. So I need you to be sure you want this.”
“I want it. I want you.” Her lips meet mine once more, promising that it’ll be worth it.