shades atop his head and didn’t stop moving forward until he was standing in front her and clasping her face with his calloused hands.
Thump-thump .
That was the double-beat of her heart.
Bianca stepped back and Kahron stepped forward, his hands still there on her cheeks—warm and enticing.
Thump-thump-thump-thump .
“What are you doing?” she asked, as she tried to step back from him.
“What I wanted to do since I first laid eyes on you, B,” Kahron whispered softly, the pressure of his cool breath against her lips increasing as his head lowered to hers.
She gasped and her mouth filled with his breath just as his lips pressed down upon hers. Jesus , she thought, before a sweet moan of nothing but pure pleasure escaped from the back of her throat.
Thump–thump–thump–thump–thump…
Kahron lightened the pressure of his hands when he felt no resistance, but he deepened the kiss, lightly tracing her full, plump lips before his tongue eased inside to circle her own.
Thump–thump–thump–thump–thump–thump–thump–thump–thump–thump…
Bianca shifted her head from the right to the left as Kahron began to lightly suckle the tip of her tongue. Oh, see that… now that feels good . She lifted her hands to lightly grasp his sides, vaguely taking in the hard ripples of his abdomen beneath her clinging fingers.
She became aware of a movement down her abdomen, stopping at the top of her thigh. Pressure. Hardness. Length. Thickness. Trouble. Bianca’s eyes widened in shock and… w ell, fascination. Oh My God, is all that his…
Thump–thump–thump–thump–thump–thump–thump–thump–thump–thump–thump–thump–thump–thump–thump–thump–thump–thump–thump–thump…
Bianca used her teeth to clamp down lightly on that wily tongue of his, even as the bud between her legs throbbed with a beat all its own.
Kahron’s eyes opened as he stared down at her in surprise.
Their eyes locked.
Hers were defiant.
His amused.
She released him and stepped away from him. “I’d advise you to keep it to yourself in the future,” she warned him, crossing her arms over her chest to help put pressure on her aching and taut nipples.
“Now why would I do that when you seemed to be enjoying it so much?” he teased, moving to sit at his desk.
“Woulda been better if you had a Tic-Tac,” she lied.
Kahron just threw his head back and laughed.
She stared at him with her finely arched brow raised. In truth she was more angry at herself than him. Her intention was to give him a piece of her mind… not her tail!
“Why do you want my father’s ranch so bad?” she asked.
“I want the land,” he answered simply.
“How far will you go to get it?” she returned, as she stepped closer to his desk and stared down at him. “There’s a burnt barn I’m curious about,” she said, even though she wasn’t one hundred percent sure the barn had been vandalized.
Kahron tilted his head up to look at her. “The authorities say it was an accident. Word on the street is your fatherprobably did it for the insurance.”
She didn’t bother to tell him her father didn’t even have property insurance on the barn.
“What you fail to understand—no matter how many times I tell you—your father doesn’t need help ruining his business,” he said, rising from his chair.
Bianca eyes darted to his lips and she hated herself for it. “Since you know so much about the ‘word on the street,’ make sure you get the word out that King Equine Service isn’t for sale. If I find out who the a-hole is with the spare time on his hands to harass my father, I’ll make sure they’ll regret it, and that includes you, Kahron,” she told him in steely tones she was proud of, before turning to leave him and the odd chemistry they made in the room.
“Bianca,” he called out to her.
Moments later a warm hand circled her forearm.
Bianca whirled around, her face confused.
Kahron let his hand rise to lightly