Page 50 of Killer Notes

“Please, just get it over with.”

Tobias cups my face, leans in, and softly kisses me with so much gentleness that I could cry.

“What I said before was a lie. I do like you, Danny Wells, a lot. And not just for the sex.” He places another kiss on my lips and continues. “You are sweet when you want to be. You think of others and when you get all pissed off at me, it turns me on.” My eyes go wide from his admission.

“Seriously,” I say with a dash of ire.

“I want to see where this leads us. I want you to get to know me—the real me—not the bodyguard. And I want to get to know who you are. Take a chance with me.” He leans in close, and I clearly see the gold flecks in his irises. “Danny,” he whispers my name like a vow.

My heart is screaming yes, but in my head, warning signals to be cautious are going off.

I have never been asked to take a chance on a guy—especially a guy I’ve known for not even two weeks—who also happens to be my bodyguard.

“I don’t—” I begin to say, but Tobias covers my mouth with his hand.

“Don’t say no. Just think about it. Okay?”

With his hand still on my lips, I nod yes. And I mean it. I do want to get to know him.

Tobias drops his hand and blows out a breath. “Now that’s settled, we need to leave this place. It’s compromised.”

“Because I told Laney?” I quickly ask, guilt building back up in my gut.

“Yes.”

“What if I asked her not to say anything,” I insist. “The last thing I want is to leave here. I love this place.”

Even with the disagreements between Tobias and me, and the abrupt arrival of his ex, this place puts me at peace. If we stayed, I’d have more time with Tobias and we could get to know each other better. Except, there can’t be any sex involved. I just need to figure out how to broach that topic.

Tobias wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me in. “We can come back anytime you want, sweetheart.”

That endearment warms my heart. But I quickly shake off the sentiment and answer Tobias. “Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine. Let me go, so I can unpack,” I say in a too-chipper voice that soundssofake.

Tobias crooks a finger under my chin. Our eyes meet before his drop to my lips. “Danny.” It’s all he gets out before his mouth slams against mine. All tongue and lips and so much passion, I’m overwhelmed.

Hell. There goes my vow to stay out of his bed.

Tobias picks me up and carries me to the bedroom. I don’t remember stripping out of my clothes or seeing him take off his. All I know is the warm slide of his body against mine and the wet heat of his mouth voraciously devouring me.

My mind is scrambled like eggs in a blender. Tobias’s kisses are drugging and his body is all I crave.

“I don’t want foreplay,” I demand against his lips. “Fuck me.”

“Let me—”

“No. Damn it. I’m good. I want to feel the burn.” I nip his lower lip, tasting the slight coppery taste against my tongue.

He growls into my mouth, “Fuck, turn over. I want your ass up in the air.”

I don’t hesitate. I pull out of his arms and get on all fours, like a bitch in heat. All because this man sets me ablaze.

I turn my head in time to see Tobias roll on a condom, spit into his palm, and stroke his thick covered length. He then bends slightly, spreads my cheeks apart and spits on my needy hole.

Fuck yes.

My mind is blown at how hot he looks as he kneels behind me. I push against him, demanding his dick in my ass. Tobias doesn’t disappoint. With one more spit at my entrance, his wide head slowly breaches me. The burn’s instant, but I welcome the ache.

“More,” I pant. “Go deep.”