Free Hot & Humid by Tatum Throne

between them. “They are mine.”
    “What were you planning on doing with them?”
    She lifted a shoulder and let it drop. “I hadn’t planned on anything. I just thought I’d take them back.”
    “It might be fun.”
    He came in close, using his size to back her against the counter. He cupped her face with his palms. Brine brought her hand to his wrist. He tilted her chin up, kissing her passionately. Brine’s body was shocked into submission. She gasped and his tongue swept inside. She couldn’t do this. She knew if she had sex with Thane again it would ruin her. It could break her heart and she wouldn’t do anything in life to hurt her second chance fate gave her.
    Men like Thane didn’t stick for the long haul. Not when the going got complicated.
    Brine snapped the cuff around his right wrist and went to hook the other side to the towel rack. Thane startled as his arm was pulled away from her face, causing her to miss the hook. He growled her name.
    “Why are you fighting this?”
    She pushed away from him but didn’t make it far into the bedroom. The last thing she wanted to do was talk about the sex they were now having. She couldn’t do this now. She had to get out of there. She ran out of the bathroom, liking the chase. He pursued, hot on her heels. Thane slipped on the edge of her robe, taking them both to the floor. They tangled, with Thane fighting for dominance and Brine pretending to struggle to get away.
    She twisted around and her hair unwound from the knot. With her hair in her face, she couldn’t see. She wiggled out of the robe, trying to get away, but she didn’t make it far. She screamed in surprise as he tugged her ankle toward him. He cuffed the other side of the handcuff to her ankle. She jerked away, and his cuffed hand came along.
    “We’re locked together. Where you gonna go?”
    They were both breathing wrongly. “Oh, for the love…uncuff me!”
    “Okay, where’s the key?” he asked.
    Brine groaned and ran a hand through her hair. “I don’t know where it is. Don’t you have it?”
    “Not on me.”
    “Can you pick the lock?”
    He looked at her as though she was crazy. There was no way he was going to pick the lock and let her go. He had her right where he wanted her to be. This was not going to end well for her, she was sure of that. He smiled, and she liked the lazy look in his eye.
    “Hold on here. Let’s step back and think a minute,” he said.
    Brine pushed her back against the wall and reached for the robe to cover her scars. “Okay, think away.”
    He ran his thumb over the bottom of her foot and she squirmed away. “You’re cute when you’re being a smartass.”
    She grinned. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”
    Thane pulled his hand to his pocket, bringing her foot to the inside of his thigh. “I thought I had the key in here. Guess not.” His hot hand held her ankle tightly. “I suppose we’re stuck this way for a while.”
    “I don’t think so. We can call a locksmith if you’re not up for picking the lock.”
    He laughed. “Not going to happen. I kind of like this.”
    In one swift move, he pulled her onto his lap. She sidesaddled him.
    “I know you want me. I know you want this. Why else would you have the handcuffs, babe?” he asked.
    Brine’s heart was hammering for all the right reasons, and it frightened her. She wanted to do this again. “No. I don’t. It was a mistake.”
    “I love it when you play hard to get. It turns me on something fierce.”
    It turned her on, too. “Thane!”
    Thane wrapped his hand behind her neck and forced her lips to meet him halfway. He groaned when her lips parted out of her own desire. Brine threaded the tips of her fingers through Thane’s chest hair. Brine’s pussy was primed wet with desire. Through the thick fabric of his jeans, Thane’s cock was rock hard as he thrust it up against her ass. He kissed his way down her neck and licked the sensitive curve of her ear.
    “We shouldn’t,” Brine