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“No,” I admitted.
He hummed a deep rumble like thunder in his chest.
“Didn’t think so.”
I studied his profile for a moment, eyes closed, breathing measured and even. Would I ever understand what this man saw in me?
I buried my face in Gideon’s neck, pressing my lips to the slow, steady rhythm of his pulse. His musky cologne was replaced with the sharp scent of antiseptic. His skin was warm—nearly scorching hot. And the weight of his arm locked around my waist was comforting.
“Liss,” he growled. “We talked about this.”
I dragged my hand down his chest, toying at his earlobe with my tongue.
This time, I felt no obligation or gratitude toward him. Only relief—crystal clear and bright as the sun. I couldn’t call it love—not yet, not quite. I didn’t know what love felt like. It didn’t belong to people like me. But this feeling pressing against my chest, my heart…it felt softer than anything I’d ever experienced before. And I knew Gideon wouldn’t break it, smash it, crush it, bruise it. He would guard it with his fucking life.
“Please,” I murmured, peppering kisses down his neck and shoulder. “I want to.”
Two minutes ago, I was prepared to leave him behind. The fact that his club was on the other side of his bedroom door should have been enough to dampen my arousal, too.
I shifted my leg over his hips, pressing my core against his thigh. Gideon sucked in a breath through his teeth. His hand strayed from my lower back to my ass with a squeeze.
He turned me down before because my reasons were all wrong—guilt, obligation, a quick fuck that meant nothing but scratching an itch.
There was only one reason why I wanted him now.
“Convince me to stay.”
Chapter Seven
Gideon
Ever since Liss showed up, she had been ready to run. Antsy. Skittish. One eye on the door, planning an escape route.
Convince me to stay.
This…
This is what I’d been secretly hoping for. The moment that I was convinced I would never have. And now, she’d placed it in my hands. All I had to do was accept it.
Her lips were soft and faintly warm on my neck. The heat of her pussy radiated through the fabric of our jeans. If I was in my right mind, I could chalk it up to the adrenaline crash. Sex would give us both that high again, hearts racing, blood pounding.
But I wasn’t in my right mind. Not when every inch of Liss was slotted against my body, snug and tight. The fear of losing her still smoldered in my memory like a hot coal. When the bullets started flying, I didn’t give a shit about protecting myself. She was the only one I cared about.
It burned like fire to lift my left arm, but I did it anyway. Cupping Liss’s face, I tilted her head up toward me and kissed her, hard and deep. Her tongue flicked against mine, teasing, daring me for more. I pinched her lower lip between my teeth until she whimpered into my mouth.
“Ride my thigh,” I said, gritty and rough.
I was exhausted, sore, and my shoulder throbbed, but I wasn’t about to let this woman slip through my fingers when I finally had the chance to make her mine.
“Get yourself good and wet for me.”
Liss’s eyes flickered wider and her pupils darkened with lust. She rolled her hips, grinding against me. My cock twitched, growing harder with the little noises of pleasure she made. When she wrapped her arms around my neck, her breathing shallow and rapid, her body taut and trembling like a plucked guitar string, I knew she was close.
“Stop,” I said.
Liss grunted in frustration and went still. I pushed her thighs apart and wrestled up onto my knees. The room began to tilt, and my head ached, dizzy, but I didn’t give a damn as long as I could kneel between her legs like this.
“Pants. Off.”
