“What are you doing?” she squeaked, stopping me briefly, her hand clenching my shirt in her fist.
“I’m going to kiss you. Again,” I murmured against her cheek before my tongue slid across her lower lip.
She blinked madly, and then her lips parted, allowing me access to her sweet mouth. And hell if I didn’t taste honeysuckle. Losing myself in her sweetness, her innocence, I kissed her gently.
She stumbled back, and my arms instantly went around her. She grabbed my forearms, squeezing them tightly. A soft moan escaped her parted lips, and her body pressed into mine.
I pulled back, even though I didn’t want to, and looked down at her.God, she’s fucking beautiful.Her lips were parted, and her eyes showed her reaction to the kiss: surprise, mixed with arousal.
“Wear only one earbud from now on.” I needed her to understand she was needlessly putting herself at risk.
I tucked a loose strand of her hair behind her ear. This was a new, confusing feeling for me. I’d never been this turned on by simple kisses before. I wondered how many boyfriends she’d had. My mind was racing, and my thoughts were everywhere.
“I don’t need you to tell me what to do,” she huffed, her eyes narrowed as she pouted.
“Really?”
“I meant what I said. I want nothing to do with whatever this is,” she breathed.
Her actions betrayed her words because she was actively running her fingers over my chest and practically outlining my nipples. I grinned down at her.
“And I don’t want your advice or even need it.” She finally made eye contact.
“Yes, yes you do, kotyonok. Anyone could grab you without you even hearing them. I’m serious.” I needed her to understand and to promise me she’d pay more attention to her surroundings.
She tensed as she looked around her. I studied her reaction closely. Her eyes flashed with fear at my words.Good. Maybe she was finally hearing me.
“I’m very serious about the volume. It’s not safe. You should come by the gym. My brother and I could teach you some self-defense. We have classes for women all the time.” I brushed my hand along her cheek. Her skin was so soft I could touch her for days and still not get enough.
Both of us stood there in each other’s arms, lost in the strangeness of the moment.
“Kinsley?” A new voice startled us out of our moment.
She tensed and turned to look behind her. A young, casually dressed man approached us. She instantly broke away.
Who the fuck is this?
“Oh, hi, Brian.” She took a step toward him, and he grabbed her in a hug.
Glaring at him, I wanted to smash his face for daring to touch her. He held on for a moment longer, smiling, and then stood with his arm right by hers. His pinkie grazed hers a few times. It was a casual gesture, one clearly for my benefit. She jerked away quickly.
“Who’s your friend, kitten?” I growled, narrowing my eyes.
“Wow, really? This is Brian. We work together.” She introduced him with a sigh.
I immediately felt relieved, and then I frowned. “You hug all your male coworkers?” I asked, ignoring him. This woman had me so twisted. I deserved all the shit my brothers had been giving me.
“Brian, would you excuse us for a moment, please? I’ll be right in,” she said, patting his hand.
I pulled her into my arms, aiming a glare at thisBrianguy. “I wish you would have called in today, kitten. I swear I can’t get enough of you,” I said, loud enough for him to hear. He frowned but walked away.
“What the hell? You can’t do things like that—like this.” Her hands resumed their exploration of me, and it took everything in me not to laugh.
I leaned in and kissed her neck. Her eyes fluttered closed as my lips trailed kisses on her flesh. She tilted her head to the side, allowing me access and sighing sweetly. A small shiver trembled through her. God, she was perfect, responding to me instinctually.
“I do what I want.” I kissed her neck. “When I want.” I pulled the delicate skin between my lips, sucking ever so slightly. “Where I want.” I sucked a little harder, but not hard enough to mark her. I’d save that for later.
“Alek,” she moaned.
