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I share his pain, his longing, the pure agony.
Mine is only restrained by wondering what the hell I’m thinking, throwing myself at The Beast, while his desire is held back by whatever secrets he’s clinging to so tightly.
I raise my other hand and lay it over his heart. It beats wildly under my palm, his pecs rising and falling rapidly with his heavy breaths.
It’s there—the tiniest fissure.
The strong, hard man is about to reach his breaking point. All he needs is a gentle nudge in that direction instead of away from me. Something to pry open and shatter the mask he hides behind.
I shift forward slightly, until my breasts and hips brush against him, and a shudder rolls through his body, allowing me to feel his straining cock trying to break free from the front of his jeans and the barely restrained tension bottled up in his huge frame.
Clutching his shirt in my fingers, tugging on the fabric, I bring him even closer. “There’s no reason to fight this.”
He issues a frustrated growl, gripping my chin and tilting my head up sharply so his hard, almost-black eyes that swim with lust and trepidation lock with mine.
So, I can see how close his resolve is to faltering.
“There’s every reason to fight this, Beauty. You’re just in the dark about them.”
“Then tell me, Weston.”
His frustration boils, and he tightens his grip on my chin. “I fucking can’t.”
“Then those reasons can’t be that important.”
WESTON
She has no idea how important they really are. How absolutely essential it is that I keep Barker business private and her insulated from it. That I prevent her from knowing what’s really going on or letting her get closer to it.
Beyond what might already happen to her father, it could mean life or death for her. But what’s even more important than keeping her in the dark is stopping where this is going because absolutely nothing good will come of it.
It might give her what she thinks she wants in this moment, but she’ll regret it in the light of a new day. When she remembers who and what I am. When the things I’ve done in the Barker name flash vividly in her head.
Yet my body’s response to her closeness, to her touch, makes it impossible to deny the fact that I want Callista Fox. That I want her under me and over me, surrounding me with her scent that always infuses this room after she’s been in here, filling every breath I take for as long as I take them. I long to hear her moans of pleasure, feel her move, and watch her face as she comes for me.
But the last thing I should do is touch this woman.
Easy to know.
Easy to say.
Following through on that knowledge is something else entirely.
I’ve always considered myself a physically strong man. Capable of chopping down a tree ten times my height. Lifting anything three times my weight. Going without sleep or food or physical affection for far longer than anyone else ever could. But that strength seemed to vanish the moment this woman arrived on my porch.
With her breasts and hips pressed to me, her hands clutching my shirt, my hard cock pinned between us, my entire body trembles with the restraint it takes not to bend her over this table and fuck her right here and right now.
To claim what I want, what The Beast already sees as his.
I tighten my grip on her chin until I see the slight flash of pain in her eyes. “You don’t know what you’re asking, Beauty.”
Not only has it been so long since I’ve touched any woman, but this particular one seems to push me beyond the confines of sanity to a place where I’m ready to do whatever it takes to possess her fully.
Her tongue darts out across her lips, making my cock twitch in response. “Yes, I do.”
I shake my head, despite the insistence in her voice, hoping to appeal to that part of her that was terrified of me that first night. “You’re just lonely. I’ve kept you locked up here for two weeks worrying about your father without anyone to talk to, without anything to occupy your time other than this place.” I wave my free hand around the library. “You don’t want me, Callista. You just want anyone, any connection right now, and this isn’t the one you should be seeking.”
The words seemed logical before I said them, but almost immediately, I can see the scowl of denial form on her beautiful lips. And I know I’ve failed to convince her.
