Damn she had a smart mouth on her. So many things he’d like to do to temporarily cure her of that. Andnow he knew she’d enjoy them, too. “Kady, I just meant—”
She huffed, stoking both the flames of his aggression and his arousal. “I got it.”
He fisted his hands. “No, you fucking don’t, because you won’t stop talking long enough for me to explain myself.”
She blanched. “Well, do it. What do you want to say?”
Here it was. Moment of truth time. Fucking finally. “Three years ago—”
“Colton, I don’t want to talk about ancient—”
He was on her in a flash. One hand over her mouth, the other cradling the back of her head so that he didn’t hurt her when he shoved her against the closet door. He held her there with the weight of his own body, his legs on the outsides of hers effectively boxing her in. “It’s not your turn to talk. Understand?”
Eyes wide, nostrils flaring, Kady searched his eyes and finally nodded. He could almost feel the questions rolling off of her.
“Three years ago,” he said again, arching a brow, “I pulled back from what we started for a couple of reasons. Same reasons why I pulled away again yesterday when I wanted to kiss you. But this book…this book makes me wonder if maybe one of those reasons isn’t as relevant as I originally thought.” He heaved a breath and leaned his forehead against hers, bringing them eye to eye. “The guy in your book? I’m that guy,” he said, putting it in terms he hoped she’d understand.
A shiver ran over her body. Against his chest, her nipples went hard.
Holy hell. Did his declaration just turn her on?
Her pupils were dilating. Right there was his answer. His cock went from hard to downright torture.
“You get what I’m saying?” he asked. A small nod. “I get off on being rough. Because I like and respect you, and because you’re my best friend’s little sister—”
Her brow furrowed.
He pressed his hand more firmly against her mouth and nailed her with a stare. “I get it. After our talk yesterday, that’s not how I see you. But it is how Tyler sees you. How he’ll always see you. Big brothers are genetically programmed to be protective of younger sisters no matter their age. Trust me. I know from firsthand experience. So I’ve backed off because I didn’t want to scare you or offend you with what I want, and I certainly didn’t want to piss Tyler off, either.”
Her fingers pulled softly at the hand covering her mouth, a gentle plea. He removed his hand immediately. “Can I say something now?” she asked quietly.
When had Kady Dresco ever asked for permission to speak around him? But he’d exerted a little dominance over her, and she’d responded with submissiveness. Probably wasn’t even aware she’d done it. A dark satisfaction heated his blood and further hardened his cock. “Go ahead.”