Free Broken by Jordan Silver Page B

one knew where she was. Not that she felt any real fear, not physically anyway. But the sudden racing of her heart coupled with the way he looked at her kind of put her on alert.
    “No need to be jumpy Kerryanne, I’m not going to hurt you I already told you that. I might steal a kiss…or two, not sure yet.” He teased her as he walked away towards the water. In his mind he was thinking that her reticence was the very reason he didn’t want to get involved. He had no experience with skittish women, but damn if this one wasn’t getting under his skin.
    Why the fuck did it have to be her? In all the years he’d been playing the game, why this particular woman at this particular time when he wasn’t even looking? And damn sure; not for someone like her.
    The problem was, he was so worried about what the fuck was going on in her head he couldn’t make his regular moves. The fact that she was still raw held him in check and he didn’t like it. He wasn’t one to be held back because of someone else’s mistakes. Especially not some weak son of a bitch who’d done her the way her ex had.
    The stakes were stacked against them in too many ways to count. She didn’t know him, she was obviously wary of men and she probably needed a gentle touch. Fuck if he knew fuck all about that minefield. He turned to look back at her as she stood just where he’d left her, biting into her lip for all she was worth.
    She had an innocent little girl lost look about her that fucked with his heart and gut. He wasn’t sure how he felt about that. Here he was tumbling head over ass into…something, he still didn’t know what, while she seemed to be stuck in the past. It wouldn’t matter so much if he didn’t feel. Always before he’s been able to keep feelings out of his shit. But one night spent with her and suddenly he’s the fucking poster boy for feelings.
    Even now as he looked at her standing there, imagining who knows the fuck what. All he wanted to do was comfort her, reassure her. And then what?
    She looked at him shyly, probably wondering why he was staring at her like an ass, and just then the sun came from behind the leaves and framed her. Her hair did that shit in the sunlight again, drawing his eye, which only led to them roaming down to the rest of her. “Fuck it.”
    Walking back to her, he drew her in, ignoring her harsh intake of breath just before his lips covered hers. For some fucked up reason he found himself studying that kiss and his own reactions to it. It was more sensual than any he’d shared, maybe because he knew there wasn’t a fuck on the other side of it.
    He took his time and seduced her mouth with his, playing with her tongue, nibbling at the corner of her lips and running his tongue along the inside of her mouth. She didn’t shy away but he felt the slight tremble in her body when he drew her in closer.
    He went through a million different motions in the two minutes or so the kiss lasted. He questioned the feelings that ran riot inside him from just a small thing like a kiss. Somehow he had known, from the first time he sat across from her in that apartment, he had known that it would come to this.
    She sucked on his tongue like an innocent and yet it ignited a fever in his blood the likes of which he’d never known. He pulled her in even closer, letting her feel the hardness of his cock as they each tried to swallow the other’s tongue. When his hand moved down to the plump cheek of her ass he was expecting her to pull away, but instead she moaned into his mouth and ground herself into him, like she was ready to fuck.
    It was he who pulled away this time as if burned, and looked down at her in surprise. When he saw that her eyes were still closed, the dreamy look she wore did something strange to his heart. “Fuck.” He let her go and stepped back, still with one hand around her waist.
    Her eyes finally opened and she pinked up with embarrassment. He couldn’t resist running his thumb along