I caved in to Kane’s kiss and touch and latched onto him with a grip so strong it made him hiss as he pushed me back against the wall behind me. I groaned as a slight stinging sensation spread across my back. I gasped when Kane ran his hands down my sides and around to my behind where he squeezed.

I yelped into his mouth when he lifted me up and pressed his torso against mine, pinning me against the wall with his hips. He kept one arm under me and used his free hand to cup my face.

He kissed me so hard that I wanted to scream at him to stop, but I didn’t. I did nothing but grab at him with my hands and kissed him harder as I tightened my legs around his waist.

He dropped both of his hands to my behind where he squeezed me and dug his fingers into my flesh. Hard. I hissed into his mouth. He swallowed down my hiss and responded with a nibble on my lower lip.

I felt the moment my back was pulled away from the wall and when Kane started to move. He was blindly walking down the hall while still kissing me. I gasped and pulled back from the kiss and looked around.

“Where are we goin’?” I asked, panicked.

I yelped when he quickly lowered me to the ground and grabbed hold of my hand. He mutely turned and began to all but run down the hallway, pulling me along with him. I didn’t speak further because I was trying to keep up with him without tripping and falling on my face. I was in six-inch heels and he was just pulling me along—he wasn’t being considerate towards my short legs or feet at all.

“Where are we goin’?” I repeated, still watching the floor as I stumbled along.

Kane grunted, “My house.”

His house?

“Why?” I asked. “There are plenty of rooms here we could use.”

Kane’s quick steps never faltered as we turned two corners and headed down a long stretch of hallway. “I hate this place; the last thing I want to do is fuck you in it.”

He was going to fuck me!

When we reached the doors we had been walking towards, Kane reached out and pulled one of them open. I winced when the volume of blaring music attacked my eardrums.

“Fuck!” I shouted and pulled my hand from Kane’s hold to slap my hands over my ears.

Kane took a hold of my arm and began to lead me through the club. He was pretty forceful with anyone who got in our way. He had no problem shoving people or shouting at them to ‘move the fuck out of the way.’

He was on a mission and I was apparently his main objective.

The thought made me giddy.

The giddy feeling disappeared when we neared the exit to the club. I pulled Kane to a stop. “Skull is expectin’ me to be in a room in the back waitin’ on him.”

Kane looked down at me and snarled, “I don’t fucking think so.”

He lifted me up and threw me over his shoulder. I screamed and laughed as Kane pushed through the rest of the crowd then through the exit doors. He jogged up the stairs and I moved my hands from his back to my chest.

“Me tits are goin’ to pop out!” I snapped.

He laughed, smacked my arse, and ran up the stairs faster.

“Bastard!” I bellowed but then laughed.

Kane zoomed through the bouncers and people who were still trying to gain entry to the club even though it was nearing closing time. I held my breath and waited for Skull’s voice to call out my name, but it never came.

I didn’t breathe normally until Kane placed me back down on the ground and steadied me by placing his hands on my shoulders. He moved a hand under my chin and used his finger to tip my head up so I could look him in the eye.

“You seem nervous,” Kane murmured.

I swallowed. “I am nervous.”

“Because I’m going to have you or because you’re worried Skull will find out?” Kane asked, his voice tight.

“Skull and I aren’t together, Kane—we decided that for good tonight. He just put me in the back room because I wanted to go home, but he couldn’t leave to bring me home.”

Kane snorted. “I’d bet my life that he would have fucked you when he got back to the room.”

I narrowed my eyes. “He respects me, you know? He wouldn’t take advantage of me if he knew I didn’t want to have sex with him.”

Kane pressed his front against me and forced me to lean against his Jeep.

“Do you want to have sex with him?” he growled.

I shoved at his chest. “I don’t know what I want.”

“I do,” Kane whispered. “Me.”

He kissed me again and turned my brain to mush.

I reached up and tangled my fingers in his hair, applying heavy pressure to the kiss. I gasped into his mouth when he lifted me up for a second time and pressed his pelvis between my legs. I wrapped my legs around his waist and squeezed him.

Kane growled into my mouth, and then tore his lips from mine. “Get in the car. Now.”

He let me down roughly and hurried me around to the passenger side of the car. When I was inside, he slammed the door shut and sped around to the driver’s side. When he got into the car he started up the engine, buckled his seatbelt, put the car in reverse and backed out of the spot we were parked in.

“Oh, my God!” I squealed when he switched gears and took off out of the car park. “I want to survive this ride. Slow down.”

“The only thing you will be riding tonight, babydoll, is me. Now, sit back, shut the fuck up and let me drive.”

I felt my jaw drop open.

I was shocked.

No one spoke to me like that without being verbally or physically attacked. But for some reason, Kane bossing me around in his rude, snippy way was really working for me.

Maybe it was because I had a few drinks prior to us kissing, or maybe it was because I was so horny I couldn’t see straight. Whatever the reason, I liked it, but that didn’t mean I would play along.

“You know I don’t do what I’m told, Kane.”

He took a sharp left turn. “You will when I fuck you.”

Christ.

I licked my lips and lowered my gaze to the bulge in his jeans.

“That looks really uncomfortable,” I murmured.

Kane looked at me and followed my gaze to between his thighs.

“It is, but you can make me more comfortable in less than five minutes, so just shut up and let me get to where I’m going.”

I smirked and leaned my head down.

“Aideen!”

Kane groaned when he felt the heat of my mouth on his cock through his jeans. I made motions of kisses, but it was a little difficult to make any kind of contact through the denim.

“Unzip me,” Kane breathed. “Fuck, Aideen, unzip my jeans and put your mouth on me.”

I grabbed his zipper with my teeth and tugged it down. I used my hand to pull it fully down when it wouldn’t budge anymore. “Say please,” I murmured and kissed the tip of his erection through his boxers.

“Please!” Kane practically squealed.

I wanted to laugh because I had never heard his voice reach that pitch before, but I didn’t because my mouth watered at the thought of what was about to fill it. I reached up to the band of Kane’s boxers and pulled them down. The band snapped against Kane’s balls and he hissed. I widened my eyes and winced.

“My bad.”

He whimpered, “Just blow me, please.”

He sounded desperate and because of that I wanted to please him.

I gently kissed the tip of his erection and coated my lips in the clear liquid that seeped from the head of his very impressive cock. I stuck my tongue out and flicked it across the tip, and welcomed the groans of pleasure that filled the car.

“God, yes!” Kane moaned as I took him fully in my mouth.

I hoped he kept his eyes open so he could continue to drive—I actually willed it. I bobbed my head up and down ten or so times before I backed off completely and sat upright in my seat.

“Wh-What? Why did you stop?” Kane asked me, breathlessly.

I shrugged. “I figured I’d do a better job once we get into a bed. It’s a little awkward givin’ head in a fast movin’ vehicle knowin’ I’m seconds from dyin’. Plus, me seatbelt was diggin’ into me side.”