Burned

by Stone, Piper

  “Get out of the truck, Kelly. Now!” Hawk demanded.

  Shit.

  “I can’t!”

  Unable to see anything, I eased off the accelerator then tapped it several times until the truck started rolling. Then I hit the gas.

  Bam!

  Whatever I’d managed to ram into was thick, hard, and no doubt something that had caused damage to his truck.

  I was in so much trouble.

  Everything was eerily quiet, sending a shot of anxiety dancing down my spine, cascading into my legs. I’d been caught. Again. A mastermind criminal I wasn’t.

  As the dust settled, I peered out the window. Standing in front of me was one very half naked gorgeous man, his arms folded, his feet apart. He was not amused in any manner and the rearview mirror told me no lies. The day was just getting better and better. I’d managed to smack the rear of the truck into a tree. What in the hell had I even been thinking trying to get away in the first place?

  Sliding the gear into park, I hung my head over the steering wheel, stomping my feet out of frustration. I heard his voice through the open window on the passenger side, the sound reverberating like a true dominating man.

  “Get out of the truck, Kelly.”

  “Oh!” The moan sounded pitiful, but I knew he wasn’t going to find any amusement in my antics. The second I gazed at his face, I could see the fury laced in his gorgeous ice blue eyes. Cutting the engine was the toughest thing to do, my nerves on edge.

  “If I have to ask you again, imagine just how harsh your punishment will be.”

  While he was just about the most exciting man I’d ever met, the thought of receiving another spanking wasn’t something I wanted to think about. However, the alternative of telling the truth would be much worse. Every synapse in my mind was on overload as I jumped onto the ground, closing the door ever so gently. “I can explain. Sort of.”

  “Right. Go ahead.”

  Why did he have to look so damn sexy? I was unable to slide my gaze upward to look into his eyes, totally distracted by the fact his cock was rock hard. Long and thick. Beautiful. Blinking, I did everything I could to pull my eyes away. “It’s very complicated.”

  “All right. What about the orange jumpsuit? Is that a good starting point? You’re a common criminal and you broke out of jail?”

  Oh, shit. What the hell was I supposed to say now? The accusation in his tone was just about too much, dragging the nasty girl directly to the surface. I tempered my emotions, reeling in my anger. “I can explain that as well. I swear to God that it’s not what you think.”

  “Uh-huh. That’s what all criminals say. I know you’re a common thief.”

  “Don’t you dare say that kind of shit to me! You have no idea about my life, the horrors I’ve been through, the way my life was destroyed. You don’t know about the men who tried to... Then nobody believed me and...” I was blubbering now. I wrung my hands, studying Buck, who was watching everything intently.

  Hawk began to pace, moving back and forth in a rapid fashion. “So, you’re not going to finish.”

  “I don’t know you.”

  “Well, at least that’s a true statement, but you know me well enough to feel like you can take my things. I don’t understand you at all. What in the hell could be going on that you simply feel the need to steal someone’s truck? My truck. Do you know how long I’ve had that baby with me? Years. I can count on her a lot better than I can anything or anyone else in my life. That’s certainly evident by the fact you’re a thief and a liar.”

  “I never lied to you!” My natural reaction was snapping into high gear, my heart racing as I tried to think about the perfect objective to offer.

  “Really?” He took solid steps closer. “You’re a natural born liar and infuriating as fuck. I thought the spanking would have done you some good. I was dead wrong. Christ, what the hell was I thinking? I should have called the sheriff immediately.”

  “Then fuck you!”

  “Oh, yeah?”

  “Yeah!” Being so close to him was intoxicating, every muscle twitching as the electricity soared between us. He stood towering over me, a solid eight inches taller, his massive frame blocking out the last remnants of sun. Every square inch of him was all muscle, his nostrils flaring as he took deep breaths. Anger flowed between us, but I could sense much more.

  Excitement.

  Desire.

  Unbridled need.

  He took gulping breaths, his chest rising and falling as he closed the distance until we were mere inches apart. “You need a firm hand. You need your mouth washed out with soap. Again.”

  “And what, you think you’re going to be the one to give it to me?”

  “I’m going to do exactly what I want to and give you everything you need, brat. You’re like a petulant child!”

  Rearing back, I came close to pulling off the hard smack across his face, but his hand caught mine, holding it in the air.

  “I hate you,” I said, as if the words were true or could possibly matter.

  “Damn you,” he muttered, dragging his tongue across his lips.

  The move was sensual, provocative, and all I wanted to do was kiss those succulent lips, taste his sweet essence. “Damn you!”

  His eyes darted back and forth several times, a snarl curling on his lip. Then he fisted my hair, yanking me toward him and pulling me onto my toes. “You’re not going to get to me, Kelly. I refuse. I can’t. But you are going to learn manners.”

  I smacked my hand against his chest, tingling all over from the mere touch. “Good, because I don’t want you. In fact, I hate you. I loathe that you think you can... That you...” Unable to finish the sentence, I realized I was tipping my head until our lips were only centimeters apart. This was crazy.

  This was ridiculous.

  This was everything I’d ever wanted, a moment of savage passion shared, no questions asked.

  He growled before crushing his mouth over mine, sliding his other arm around me, yanking me against his chest. As he ground his hips back and forth, the feel of his throbbing cock was insanely delicious, drawing every dark fantasy, every longing from deep within. He thrust his tongue inside, pushing past my pursed lips, taking absolute control over me.

  Over my mind.

  Over my body.

  Hawk intertwined his fingers in my air, tugging my head until I was in an arc, my body shaking as the adrenaline rush catapulted me into a wave of heated desire. My legs quivering, my pussy aching to the point juice trickled down the insides of my thighs. I was lightheaded as the kiss continued, the passion roaring between us, igniting the embers I’d long since thought dead.

  No man had ever kissed me this way.

  No man had ever taken what he wanted.

  And no man had ever dared to discipline me.

  Every part of me was shaking as our tongues fought for control, but the man was too powerful, taking me already to new heights of pleasure, let alone the desire sweeping through every cell in my body. How could I want this man? A total stranger?

  Shame crowded into every corner of my being even as I slid my arm around him, running my fingers up and down his muscled back. The feel of his skin brushing against the tips of my fingers was invigorating, further fueling the burst of flames rolling through my system. Even the press of his hard cock between my legs was enough to make mine weak, much like my heart and mind. I’d pushed off any concept of passion for years, pretending that I didn’t want any man. Ever.

  Now this.

  Now him.

  Strong as an ox.

  Sexy as a model.

  Rugged as a battled warrior.

  He was claiming his prize and even though I knew I should fight him off, there was no way to avoid the chemistry we shared.

  Hawk broke the kiss, easing his hand to my face and cupping my chin. He took several deep breaths as he rolled his thumb across my lips, his eyes even more intense, his pupils dilated. “I want you. Fuck. I want you.”

  “Ha
wk, I’m damaged.” The admittance was more difficult than I could imagine. I was haunted by ghosts, the kind that could crush a spirit at any moment. But I wanted him. I wanted to feel again, to bask in the glory of closeness.

  “We all are, sweetheart.”

  My moan was equal to his as he stroked the side of my face, tipping back my head and licking down my chin, swirling the tip around my lips.

  I dug my fingers into his skin, savoring every dazzling sensation rocketing through me. I was putty in his arms, a shameful mess of a woman wanting yet fearing what I was facing. He couldn’t see the real woman, the one fearful of living her life, of taking any additional chances. I’d succumbed easily before, falling on my face as heartbreak overruled. This was nothing but a moment in time, a single blip of two adults hungering.

  Longing.

  As he swept me into his arms, carrying me toward the house like a barbarian taking his woman, I’d never felt so safe in my life. He was larger than life, his confidence and a touch of arrogance just as pleasing as his prowess.

  He kicked open the door, not bothering to close it behind him. As he headed into the bedroom, he gave me a heated look, the same sexy snarl appearing in the corner of his mouth. He wasn’t taking no for an answer.

  And I wasn’t going to give him one.

  The second he tossed me onto my feet, his hands yanked at my shirt, drawing it over my shoulders and pitching it to the floor. I’d never seen such a carnal look as he advanced once again, cupping and squeezing my breasts. “Fucking beautiful. Damn, woman.”

  I was tipsy, unable to feel my legs as he pinched my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. The pain was extraordinary, a rush of current jetting into every muscle. I was pitched into a moment of raw ecstasy, my hands sliding down his chest and finding his cock. Moaning, I rolled my fingers up and down, wrapping one hand around the base.

  “You’re not in control, little girl, and you will never be,” he stated with clear authority, his voice husky, dripping with a commanding tone.

  I could barely focus as he lowered his head, issuing a rugged groan before taking one nipple into his mouth.

  “Oh, fuck. I...” The words escaped me as the pleasure took over, forcing every nerve to stand on end. Goosebumps trailed along my arms and my grip on his cock became like a tight vise. My mouth watered just thinking about having his thick shaft inside, licking and tasting his sweet cum.

  He moved his mouth to my other hardened bud, nipping and sucking, swirling his tongue in lazy circles. Every strangled breath was like a magnet, drawing me into this man.

  This incredible rugged stranger.

  A warm flush crept along my cheeks as he bit down, taking my nipple between his teeth. I gripped his arm with one hand to keep from falling.

  He threw his head back, roaring before yanking at my shorts, tugging them past my hips roughly.

  I kicked out of them after they were pushed to the floor and when he drew me against the heat of his body once again, I knew I was melting. How could I allow any man to have this kind of effect on me?

  But I had.

  And I wanted more.

  He rolled his hands over my shoulders, brushing both thumbs along my spine before grasping my buttocks, lifting me off my feet. My hair trailed over his broad shoulders, cascading down in a haphazard manner. I felt so dirty, so uninhibited in a way that had never happened before. Whatever happened, right now, he was my savior.

  He turned me in a complete circle, our lips barely touching, yet I could drink in every drop of his masculinity, skin ripened with testosterone.

  So manly.

  So exciting.

  “Baby, I’m going to eat you for hours,” he whispered, his voice little more than hard gravel at the end of a long day. Very gently he laid me down on the bed, still hovering over me, his lips still brushing against mine.

  I’d never seen such intensity in a man, his eyes burning with a fiery glow. I pressed my hand against his chest, kneading his muscles as he rubbed his lips across mine.

  Hawk nipped my lip then my chin, growling the entire time he dragged his rough tongue along my neck.

  I could feel his teeth raking against my skin, forcing me to arch my back and close my eyes. Quivering, I clawed at the bedding as he tongued my stomach. The sensations were wild, jetting through every pore, allowing a wave of heat to continue building between my legs.

  “Open those pretty long legs of yours, sweetheart.”

  His command was laced with a strike of danger, a need so intense that his words were almost garbled in a husky tone.

  I obeyed without question, spreading them wide open, my toes pointed, my legs tense with anticipation. My breathing was shallow but ragged as I attempted to keep my eyes open. I wanted to watch him, study the man who’d awakened the woman inside, one so structured and bitter that she’d promise never to open up to anyone ever again.

  The way his long black eyelashes highlighted his eyes was magical, enthralling. He wore his emotions openly, his hunger almost desperate as he licked and sucked on my skin, moving his glorious mouth to the inside of my thigh. His fingers pressed into my legs, caressing possessively. I was his for the taking.

  I was his for the tasting.

  I could barely breathe, the anticipation killing me, every muscle strained, poised for his sizzling mouth and his wet tongue.

  “Mmm... So hot, baby. So damn wet.” He licked all the way down the inside of my leg to my knee as he allowed his fingers to dance over my stomach, teasing me. Tickling me. He wanted me desperate for him, ready to scream out his name.

  “Uh-huh,” I managed, blinking several times in some crazy need to focus. Everything was a blur as he moved his head ever so slowly to my other leg, mouthing my thigh, dragging his teeth up and down in a languishing fashion. I was so aroused, butterflies had filled my stomach, wave after wave of reflexes in my pussy almost pushing me into an orgasm. I could barely stand his tempting actions, ready to beg him to eat me. Lick me.

  Fuck me.

  He was obliterating what little concept of patience I had, every dark chuckle pushing past his lips turning me more and more into a wild woman. A beast. Just when I thought I couldn’t take any more, he dropped his head, pressing his lush mouth against my pussy lips. “Fuck!” Gasping, I jerked up from the bed, struggling to breathe, think. Anything.

  Another savage sound slid up from the very depths of his throat, floating into the air just seconds before he swirled his tongue around and around my clit.

  Holy fuck, nothing had ever felt so good. So right. I was suddenly insatiable with need, trying my best to keep my legs in position as he repeated the move. I could feel the roughness of his tongue as he savored every drop of my cream, feasting like a true predator.

  He kept his heated gaze on me as he licked up and down, taking his time. When he blew out a swath of hot air, I almost lost it. When he darted a single finger past my quivering folds, I gave a strangled scream.

  “Yes. God!”

  Panting, I could no longer watch, finally covering my face with my arm, still tossing my head from side to side. I could no longer feel my legs as he continued to lick, but I knew the instant he buried his face into my pussy.

  He slid two then three fingers inside, moving past my swollen folds and working in a perfect orchestration with his tongue. As he thrust in and out, he rolled his thumb around and around my clit.

  I was so sensitive, utter bliss creeping around the corner.

  “Feel good?” he muttered, the words almost inaudible.

  “Yes. Fuck, yes.” I licked my lips, finally reaching down and sliding my fingers through his thick mass of hair, gripping as if I was in control.

  But I knew better.

  He licked and ate as if this were his last meal, alternating his tongue and fingers, plunging in an almost brutal fashion.

  My heart was beating so rapidly, echoes bouncing in my ears. I finally fell into a moment of rapture, allowing the dazzling sensations to take over. I kne
w I couldn’t hold back the orgasm for long. There was no way. None. No matter what punishment I received, I would take it like a big girl, but the climax had already curled my toes, threatening to end this beautiful moment.

  With a slight bellow, he shifted his hand, his thumb pressing between my ass cheeks. “I’m gonna fuck you in every hole, sweetheart.”

  The promise was one I wanted more than anything. I finally threw both arms over my head, rearing up as he sucked on my clit, now four fingers thrusting in and out. So barbaric. So savage.

  I heard that same damn dark chuckle as he shoved his thumb just inside my asshole, holding it, waiting. Gazing down, I took several exasperated breaths as he lifted his head briefly, the smile laced with passion, even a hint of evil.

  Then he shoved his thumb inside, hitting the tight ring of muscle and I lost it. “Oh. Oh!” Stars floated in front of my eyes as he pumped like a wild man, his tongue licking, his mouth sucking on my clit. Every nerve was standing on end, the electricity soaring. As the climax rushed up, slamming into my pussy, I opened my mouth in a bedraggled scream. “God!”

  He refused to stop, driving in rapid motions, growling as he sucked, his head moving in manic motions.

  Everything was in an absolute fog as the single orgasm moved into a second. Then a wave. I had no sense of time or place, no understanding of night and day. Just pure and beautiful ecstasy. I closed my eyes, falling into the soft pillow of bliss, thoroughly drained and utterly satisfied. My legs continued to quiver as he rubbed the palms of his hands up and down my open legs, still moving his luscious mouth and lips over my clenching pussy.

  I could sense he’d walked away, leaving me alone, languishing in the sexy and relaxing moment. I had to admit I prayed he would be gone only for so long. I wanted more, so much more.

  The second I felt a tickle of something against my face, I opened my eyes, finding his staring back at me.

  “We have some business to attend to, you and I,” Hawk stated in a matter-of-fact tone.

  “What business?” He actually wanted me to tell him my life’s story now?

  A stern look popped on his face as he grabbed my ankles, pushing my legs together and up until they were straight. “A little matter of discipline is in order.”