“I did. I’m quite good at killing, and I chose to make that part of my life’s work.” His knuckles brushed over her cheek. “I’ve found that people are less terrified of me if I give them an easy grin or a mocking comment.”
Her hips pushed down. She had not meant to do that small movement. “It…makes you seem less of a threat.”
“When I’m underestimated, I work better. Just one of my quirks.” His fingers slid under her hair. Cradled her nape. “You don’t know everything about me, but it’s precious that you think you do.”
Her hips were trying to arch down against him. What was her problem? Why did she have zero control with this man? “You don’t know everything about me, either.”
“Obviously not, or I would have been aware you had a stalker. That pisses me off.”
“That I have a stalker? It pisses me off, too.” Her gaze was on his mouth. His sensual, sculpted lips.
“Yes, he makes me want to rip him apart, but I’m pissed that you didn’t come to me as soon as you needed help.” Anger hummed in his voice.
“You’d moved on. Not that we had anything together to begin with—”
“Wrong.”
Her gaze flew to meet his. Or, try to meet his. Too many shadows cloaked him.
“Whether we had something or not, I would help you. Understand that. Doesn’t matter what goes down between us personally. You need me? I’m there for you. Always. You have someone you want me to hunt? I’ll get to tracking. You have someone you want me to kill? Just point me at him.”
“Jinx.” Her nails bit into his shoulders. “It’s not like that.”
“Sure it is. You think I’d hesitate? I wouldn’t. Not when it comes to you.”
“I don’t want to use you, dammit! That’s not what this is about! And I certainly would never want you killing for me.”
“But we already covered that I am very good at killing. Probably one of the best there is. I’ve always been exceptionally good with my hands.”
Hands that he could use to kill or hands that he could use to bring pleasure.
“Does it bother you?” Jinx asked, voice roughening. “That the hands touching you have done so many bad things?”
“Stop it.” The order burst from her. “You’re playing some mind game with me—or trying to. You are a hero, Jinx. Like I said, I read your files. I know what you did was necessary. You saved lives. You helped people. You—”
“Like I said, you don’t know everything about me. If you did, you’d be jumping off my lap and putting as much space between us as possible.”
Her mouth had gone dry. “Why?”
“Because I want to fuck you right now. The driver can’t hear a word we say. Can’t see us. I want to strip those jeans off you, rip away your underwear, and thrust deep into you.”
Her breaths came faster. “You said I needed to say the words.”
“Indeed, I did. That’s why I’m not in you already. Even though you keep rubbing against me. Even though your nipples are tight and hard. You know you want my mouth on them.”
She was rubbing against him? Oh, crap, she was. She was rocking her hips against him over and over again. Helplessly.
“Don’t stop,” he growled. “I love the hell out of feeling you slide against my cock.”
Ali loved the way he felt against her. Only she loved the way he felt in her even more. “This isn’t the right time.”
“Feels right to me.”
“We’re in a car, for goodness’ sake.”
“Who cares about goodness? Let’s be bad.”
He made her want to be bad and reckless and wild. “It will get complicated,” she whispered.
“What’s complicated about sex?”
Everything. “We’re working as a team. If we have sex…”
“Ah, I see…” He leaned forward. His lips pressed against her throat. “You’re still worried you’ll fall in love with me. Thought we’d covered that one before.”
He was joking. She wasn’t. When it came to Jinx, her emotions made her too vulnerable. “There is no future for us.”
“I’m not worried about the future. I was more concerned…” His tongue slid over her skin then he gave her a light nip. “About how I feel for you right now.”
He was hard and strong. His mouth on her neck was sending little surges of electricity all through her body. Ali knew she shouldn’t do this. Knew walking down this path was particularly dangerous. But she also knew how incredibly good they were together. Her eyes squeezed shut. She should not say… “Fuck me.”
She felt his body tense before he went motionless.
She’d kind of thought that if she gave him those words, he’d start stripping her. Or himself. Or both. He wasn’t doing anything.
She cracked open her eyes. Even in the dim lighting, the electric fire in his gaze was undeniable.
“Say it again,” Jinx ordered. “While you are looking at me.”
She wet her lips. “Fuck me?”
He yanked her shirt over her head. Twisted her around so that she was partially lying down on the seat as he lunged over her. His mouth went to the curve of her breast. He kissed her, teased, then shoved her bra out of his way so that he could tongue her nipple. He was hungry. Relentless. His mouth opened wide, and he sucked her inside. Even as he worked her with his mouth, his hand was sliding down her body. Hauling open the snap of her jeans. Hauling down the zipper. He jerked aside her panties, and she lifted her hips, trying to get the jeans and underwear out of his way. She’d kicked away her shoes and they were on the floor of the limo. Her jeans were half-on, her underwear was tangled around his hand and he was—
“You’re wet.” A hungry rumble. “Baby, you feel so good.” He was strumming her clit with his thumb. Pushing his index finger into her. Stretching her, and Ali bit her lip because she wanted to moan with delight.
He’d said the driver couldn’t hear them. She didn’t want to take any chances.
Jinx withdrew his finger, only to thrust it back in—with another. Her hips surged up to meet him. Desire spiraled through her. He’d turned his mouth to her other breast and was licking and sucking on her nipple. Every sensual tug had her breath choking out. Need burned through her, and she grabbed desperately for his shoulders. “Your jeans need to go.”
He didn’t speak. But he pulled his mouth from her nipple. Stared down at her with glittering eyes. Then he yanked off her jeans. Took her panties with them. He knelt on the floor of the limo and pushed her legs apart.
His jeans were still in the way. Still needing to go.
Just like the time before…when he touched her, lust exploded. A craving for him that pushed her beyond all boundaries and control. She wanted him so badly. More than she could ever remember wanting anyone else.
But he wasn’t taking off his damn jeans! “Jinx!”
His hands were on her thighs. “I have missed this.” Almost savage. Then his mouth was on her. He stroked her with his tongue and lips, and her hips surged up against him. She was in the back of a limo. Cars buzzed past them. And she was going to come. There was no stopping the release. Ali could feel it building through her. She was too tuned, too primed, too hungry for him. When his tongue rasped over her clit, licking her again and again, Ali exploded.