Speak No Evil

An Excerpt Kira gave a growl of frustration and started to get up, but Asher reached out and snaked an arm around her waist. “Come here,” he demanded. “Asher, no! We know where this leads. You just said you don’t want me, and I don’t want my heart trampled again. I don’t even know why you’d bother with all this if you don’t… You know what, it doesn’t matter. Just… take me back to Baton Rouge.” Asher didn’t listen. He never did, not when it came to Kira. Dragging her atop his body, he settled her to straddle his hips. He surged up and pulled her head down until their lips met, capturing her in a searing kiss. Kira gave a soft sigh and rolled her hips against his, their tongues meeting in a soft moment of exploration. Asher moved boldly against her, letting her feel every inch of his thickening erection, showing her with his body what his mouth never seemed able to say. Without even knowing his own actions, Asher tugged aside the skimpy bit of fabric covering Kira’s left breast. Her full, creamy mound felt so perfect in his hand, the lush pink tip pebbling as he laved it with his tongue. Asher moaned against her soft flesh, his need quickly rising, his bear roaring for the chance at release, desperate to sink deep into Kira and claim her forever. Though it nearly killed him, Asher slowed and pulled back. Kira bit her lip and pulled away further, covering herself. Her skin was flushed, her lips swollen and damp. f**k, it hurt not to take things further, physically hurt. “It’s not a matter of want,” Asher said after a moment, his voice gone to gravel. “It’s so much more than that…”