Free Burns Like Fire (Dangerous Creatures #1) by Mandy Rosko

to keep his eyes on her, and now he could barely look away from her ass.
    When he looked up again and realized she'd caught him staring, his entire body tensed up. He'd thought she would shake her head and be disgusted, but instead her kissable lips pulled up in a tiny, flirtatious smile.
    Holy shit. She was trying to seduce him. She was actually trying to make him lose his cool.
    Son of a bitch.
    He opened the fridge, grabbed the Chinese and put the containers and boxes on the counter; the chain linking their two bodies clinked just a little as he moved around. The kitchen was a small space, but he was still able to get to the drawers and grab a fork.
    Jack stopped himself before he could lift it out. He stared at it, along with the many knives that were in there. He looked over his shoulder to see what Cindy was doing. She was leaning on her elbows on the island counter, back stretched and leaning on one leg in a way that made the swell of her ass stick out.
    She was pretending not to notice what she was doing as she stared down at the take out boxes, waiting for him to get her a utensil. Then her purple eyes turned toward him, as if she'd sensed his eyes on her. There was so much curly red hair framing her face, and her lips looked kissably swollen, and red.
    Fuck, she was too damned sexy. Jack's blood warmed and moved down to fill his cock. Why was this working? He knew what she was doing so there was no logical reason for his body to react this way.
    "What?" she asked.
    Jack cleared his throat. He was the worst. After all this time, and after what she'd done, he couldn't stop imagining just grabbing her by the hips, tossing all the food off of the counter and throwing her down on it so that he could spread her legs, settle between them, and put his mouth on her wet folds. Would she taste the same as she used to? Would she moan and keen and grab at his hair when he put his cock inside of her?
    It made him angry just thinking about it.
    His cock was already hard, and he turned back around, breaking eye contact with her, and grabbed a spoon. Please God, don't let her notice that her actions were working.
    He handed her the spoon before standing on the side of the counter island, using it to hide the lower half of his body without being too obvious about it.
    She held up the spoon and gave him a quizzical look.
    "I'm not about to give you something you can stab me with," he said.
    He expected some snarky response, but instead she shrugged and opened up the boxes. "Can you plate any of this? Do you have a microwave?"
    "Just eat what's in front of you or don't eat anything at all." He was already angry enough at himself for wanting her. The way she was leaning now meant he could perfectly see the swell of her supple breasts. They were practically popping out of the dress.
    He shouldn't stare, that was making it worse, but he couldn't look away either.
    Cindy turned away from him and shrugged again, like she didn't care if he made her eat off the floor.
    "That's fine," she said as she opened some more of the containers, pulling out red sauce and dribbling it over her rice and those chicken ball things.
    Even though the food was cold, when the first spoonful was inside of her mouth, her eyes closed and she moaned.
    She did the same thing on her next bite. Each time the spoon went beyond her red lips, he wanted to lean in and touch them, or any part of her.
    Every time she moaned and smiled, Jack imagined himself behind her, or beneath her, kissing and teasing her most intimate places. Would she spread her legs if he prompted her to? Would she moan just like that as she gave him better access to her clit? She clearly wanted this.
    Just because he fucked her didn't mean he had to care about her. It wouldn't magically cause him to forgive her for what she'd done to him, either.
    "This is so good," Cindy said, taking another tiny bite of her chicken. She must've thought it wouldn't look sexy if she stuffed her cheeks like a squirrel.