Page 366 of Ruthless Court
I inhale sharply against his mouth.
He stops.
Immediately.
“You okay?”
“Yes.”
His hand stays exactly where it is.
“Sure?”
I nod.
Then realize he can barely see me.
“Yes.”
He kisses my forehead.
That nearly undoes me more than everything else.
I pull him back to my mouth.
“Don’t get sweet now.”
He smiles against my lips.
“Wouldn’t dream of it.”
His fingertips trace slowly along my back.
I shiver.
Not cold this time.
My body presses closer before my brain votes.
Heat builds fast.
Too fast.
His mouth moves to my jaw.
Back to my lips.
I slide one hand across his bare shoulder, down the warm plane of his chest.
Kane’s breathing roughens.
So does mine.
This is no longer cuddling.
Not even remotely.
I tug at the hem of my T-shirt.
