4. Rook

4

ROOK

H er invitation was daring and so wrong that my first thought was to ignore her. Maybe it was a delayed response to the attack in the store or she was battling some anxiety over being in this strange place.

The way she had pressed me for details about myself made me wonder if she was just seeking a distraction, and that could be what this was now—a distraction from what happened and what it could mean for the next time she took a trip outside.

Her bra landed on the table an inch from my plate. It was pale yellow with cornflower blue flower petals decorating each cup. I couldn’t take my eyes off it for a long moment, unable to process what she was doing. When I looked up at Kitty, she had this knowing smile gracing her lips. Then she winked at me and headed out the door, leaving it wide open.

The bathroom was two doors down, with the bedroom in between, but the click when the shower turned on was so audible that I knew she had left that door open, too.

I couldn’t give in.

She was Samuel’s daughter and we were friends. I was so much older than her, so much more damaged. Currently, she didn’t seem to care about that at all, and I was at a crossroads.

I could ignore her and let her get it out of her system, then make tea for her to help soothe her to sleep and we’d forget all about this in the morning. Or I could give in to the yearning pulling at my gut and take her up on her offer. It would be crossing a line that I couldn’t come back from, giving in to something I wouldn’t ever be able to change, and how she looked at me—how I looked at her—would change forever.

Don’t do it .

Don’t .

I’ve considered myself a strong man in the past, with a will of steel, but at this moment, I was weak. I couldn’t argue hard enough to talk myself out of it because each time I considered that it was a bad idea, I quickly settled on not caring.

I set my fork down, picked up her bra, and followed the sound of running water to the bathroom.

Kitty stood on the mat, completely naked except for her panties which matched her discarded bra. She was facing the door, waiting for me, and the moment we locked eyes, her face lit up. Her beautiful, toned body flushed rosy with the heat of the shower air, and her bare nipples perked up against the chill in the air.

Did she know I was going to give in? Did our few minutes of sharing about ourselves really give her that much insight into me? Or was she just hoping she was irresistible?

There was still a loud part of me telling me to hand her the bra and walk away.

That part fell silent the moment Kitty grasped the hem of her panties and slowly slid them down her hips. Mid-thigh, they fell from her grasp and pooled around her ankles. She stepped out of them and placed one hand on her hip.

“Well?”

I was speechless. From her gorgeous full breasts down to the neat patch of blonde hair nestled just between her legs, I was transfixed by every detail. She had freckles dusting all over her body, and the muscle definition took me by surprise. For someone so small, I hadn’t expected such toned muscles. Her time in the gym was always private, and she spoke about cardio very casually.

“The water’s getting cold,” Kitty said as I continued to stare at her. Then she turned and showed me her gorgeous, voluptuous backside as she stepped into the shower.

I was a weak man.

The water hit her skin, and she let out this sweet, soft, satisfied moan that shot straight to my dick. My grip tightened on her bra, and I was utterly transfixed by the water droplets rolling down her body. They touched where I ached to touch, caressed where I wanted to kiss, and followed the sweeping curves of her body in a way that made my palms ache.

I couldn’t hold back any longer. All my rules evaporated.

I discarded my clothes in record time and set my gun and holster down on the bathroom counter. Then I leaped into the shower, and Kitty exploded into excited giggles when my hands landed on her bare waist.

“I knew it,” she said breathlessly. Her gorgeous eyes widened, and her lower lip caught slightly on her teeth. “I knew you couldn’t say no to me.”

It should have alarmed me that she had this amount of power over me, but in those moments, I just did not care. Keeping one hand on her waist, I cupped her face with the other and pulled her into a kiss. Her lips were just as soft as I had imagined. Kitty placed her warm hands on my biceps and leaned into me, pushing her breasts against my chest and aligning her body with mine.

I was a drowning man and she was my air. All thoughts fled my mind other than a single, loud desire to fuck her and make her realize that she wasn’t the one in control here.

I kissed her deeply, but just as I gripped her waist to push her against the wall, her teeth sank sharply into my lower lip. I gasped and jerked away, only for Kitty to slide her hands into my hair and yank me back against her. The faint sweetness of her lip gloss exploded over my tongue as I thrust it into her mouth, then I pushed her up against the cold, slick tiles.

Water poured down around us, scalding my skin slightly from how hot she had the shower, but it was nothing compared to how hot her body was against me. Each kiss sent sparks of desire to my cock. Each whimper from her throat made my gut tighten and my heart beat so quickly, it nearly burst out of my chest.

I cupped the back of her head to protect her from the wall as I pushed her up against the wall, then a deep moan punched out of me as Kitty’s hand circled my cock and squeezed briefly.

“Wow,” she breathed against my lips. “I suspected your stoic attitude was because you had a small dick. I’m so happy to be wrong.”

“Kitty,” I grunted, but my eyes rolled back in my head as her hand worked quickly over my cock from base to tip. It had been years since I was last with another person, and if she was going to keep acting like this, I wasn’t going to last very long.

“Rook,” she murmurs, writing my name against my lips with her own, “come on,” she whispered, and she spun around in my arms to face the wall. “Fuck me.”

“But I want to see you,” I gasped, watching the water droplets follow the sexy line of her spine down to the curve of her ass.

“Then watch me,” Kitty said, tipping her head back and sending her hair sweeping down after those droplets. From this angle, the heart shape of her lips was infinitely more prominent. “Just fuck me at the same time.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. I slid one hand from her waist to her thigh, then pressed between her legs to find her pussy already soaking wet. Kitty’s eyes fluttered at the contact, and she braced both her palms flat against the tiles.

“You’re already soaked and I’ve only just touched you.”

“What can I say?” she gasped, smirking back at me. “I’ve been turned on since you scooped me up in your arms.”

“You like that, huh?” I murmured, easing one digit into her silken, damp heat. “Being manhandled?”

“By the right man,” Kitty moaned. Her head tipped forward between her raised arms, and she pressed her hips back. “I certainly wouldn’t complain.”

Her words urged me on, and I stepped forward, pressing firmly up against her back. With one arm around her waist, I cupped her throat lightly with my other hand and pulled her head back against my shoulder at the exact moment I thrust my cock into her heat.

Kitty moaned loudly, and her eyes rolled closed as she slowly took every inch of me. Her fingers turned to claws against the tiles, and she scrabbled up the wall as I pushed deeper and deeper inside. Her pussy clamped down around me, hot and wet, with muscles rippling and massaging my length as she adjusted to me.

“Shit,” Kitty gasped, and her eyes opened, flickering slightly against the falling water. “I felt you were big, but holy shit, I?—”

I withdrew quickly and thrust straight back in, turning her words into a loud, surprised moan. Then she laughed and her pussy clamped down around me.

“Alright, big boy,” Kitty croaked. “Show me what you’ve got.”

Something about the way she spoke made me want to fuck her to silence. To make her lose herself in the pleasure so that she couldn’t talk and the only thought on her mind was how right I was for her.

Her smile remained in place as I started to fuck her, dipping my knees on each outward thrust so I could slam back in at an upward angle and jolt her against me. Her pulse flew against my fingertips, and each time her moans grew loud, I tightened my palm against her throat just briefly. The way her pussy rippled around me told me all I needed to know about how much she enjoyed that.

Eventually, she couldn’t keep her arms up against the wall anymore and both her hands moved to grip the crook of my elbow as I stroked her throat.

My body sang high, with pleasure pouring through my blood. The light became too bright, and the impact of the water on my skin was too loud. All I wanted, all I cared about, was Kitty.

Soon, heat pooled rapidly in my lower belly, so I slid my hand from Kitty’s waist to down between her legs. Through her well-maintained patch of hair, I slid two fingers through her inner lips and over her clit, causing her to jolt against me with a cry.

“Oh, shit,” Kitty whined. “I’m so close, Rook. I’m so fucking?—”

That was all I needed. Hearing my name moaned out like that sent me over the edge, and I thrust deep inside her, then came like a fountain. My legs felt weak, my balls ached, and still, I continued to thrust to make sure Kitty met her end.

She came with a cry, clawing her nails down my arm and trembling violently in my arms. Her pussy became like a vise, rapidly milking me of every drop I had to give, and I poured every ounce of my desire for her deep inside her.

Kitty sagged in my arms and reached up to pat my shoulder. “Better,” she gasped softly, “than I’d ever dreamed.”

Aftercare was gentle. I helped Kitty wash and allowed her to touch the various scars and marks that dotted my body. Luckily, she was too sated to ask me any questions. Once clean, I made her drink some water and eat one of the candy bars from the kitchen, then I tucked her up in bed. I planned to go and gather my thoughts, but when I tried to leave, she caught my hand and asked me to stay with her until she fell asleep.

It felt like the most natural thing in the world to slide under the covers with her and cuddle her close to my chest. She tucked right into me and nuzzled into my chest, then fell asleep within minutes. I planned to wait and then slip from the bed, but her warmth and presence were too soothing, and sleep swiftly came for me.

I woke to the sound of erratic buzzing and jerked upward with my heart racing. Kitty was still in the throes of sleep with her legs tangled with mine and her arm across my middle. Her presence was jarring, and it took me a few sleepy seconds to remember what had happened the night before. I hadn’t meant to fall asleep, and yet that was the first night in memory that I had slept longer than four hours without waking.

The erratic buzzing repeated, and I flung a hand under the covers, seeking out the source of the vibration. My phone was still tucked in my pocket. Slumping back against the pillows, I yawned and flicked it open, then I froze at the message.

[Anders]: Rook, where the hell are you? Answer your fucking phone!

A split-second later, an ear-shattering crash erupted through the safe house as the front door exploded open.