Illicit Night with the Greek - Page 18

He shook his head. “You lied because you were ashamed.”

“No, I wasn’t. I’m not.” She had been fascinated with Stergios. She had been infatuated him with the wild abandon of someone who had never felt that way before. The only thing she was ashamed about was how much he meant to her when she meant nothing to him.

“You could have saved yourself that night,” Stergios said. “If you had told them that I had taken advantage of you then—”

“Taken advantage? I was with you every step of the way.” Her voice rose. “Why would I make that kind of accusation? I don’t want anyone to think that about you. That’s why I stuck by my story. I lied to protect you.”

He leaned forward, resting his arms against his legs. “Protect me?” His voice flicked like the tip of a whip.

“I could tell that you were ashamed of what happened that night. You hated yourself because of it. Why would I advertise that?”

“I don’t need your protection,” he said in a withering tone as he stood. “You are the one who needs protection from me.”

“No, I don’t.”

“I had lost control that night, but so did you,” Stergios said in a low, gravelly voice as he approached her. “I had unleashed something wild. I felt it when I was deep inside you.”

She tried to appear unaffected by his statement but she couldn’t hide her reaction. The way her pulse fluttered at the base of her throat. The kick of lust that made her gasp. The delicious heaviness that settled in her pelvis.

“And I can do it again.” His voice was thick as his hooded eyes focused on her mouth. “One touch and you will come apart.”

Jodie’s lips stung with awareness. “You killed anything I felt for you when you walked away that night.”

“Which just makes it worse, doesn’t it?” He rested his big hands on the kitchen counter, trapping her. “You don’t want to desire me,” he said in a mesmerizing tone as he leaned in. “I’m the one who can tear down your masquerade and I’m the one who drives you wild. You’re ashamed that you respond to me.”

She swallowed hard as she fought the urge to draw him closer. “That’s not true,” she whispered.

“It’s okay, Jodie.” Stergios dipped his head and his mouth brushed her ear. Her breath hitched in her throat as she inhaled his scent, his heat. She was surrounded by him. “That’s how I feel when I’m with you. And I still can’t stop myself. I don’t want to.”

He slid his hands in her hair, his fingers gripping the back of her head. She flattened her hands against his chest, determined to push him away when he claimed her mouth with his. She gasped as the raw pleasure tore through her.

Stergios tilted her head and drove his tongue into her mouth. His rough jaw scratched her skin and her lips stung under his forceful kiss. Jodie clawed at his shirt as she drew him in deeper. She shivered when she heard Stergios’s groan of pleasure.

He bunched her hair in his hands as he devoured her with a ferocious hunger. Hot excitement crawled up her chest as she went wild under his touch. Jodie clung to his shoulders, bucking her hip against him.

Stergios suddenly wrenched away from her. He looked stunned as he gulped for air. Shell-shocked. Just like the last time, Jodie thought miserably as the throbbing lust tormented her.

She didn’t want him to stop and yet she didn’t have the courage to reach out for him. Her legs trembled and she stared at his face that tightened with anger and primal need. Stergios Antoniou was bad for her. He didn’t care about her. He felt no respect. He was ashamed of this attraction. But right now she didn’t care. She knew she would later.

Stergios turned away. “Go back to your room,” he said hoarsely as he walked back to the kitchen table, his movements stiff and reluctant. “And lock the door.”

CHAPTER FIVE

THE NEXT MORNING Stergios stood by the windows as he gripped the satellite phone in his hand. He watched the storm with a sense of resignation as he considered his options. There were none. He had been caught in his own net. He was being punished for what he had done.

Pain throbbed in his head and his eyes felt gritty. It had been so long since he had a hangover and it had been reckless to dull his senses around Jodie. Instead of drinking himself into a stupor, he had wasted no time in kissing her.

Stergios tensed when he heard the wheels of Jodie’s suitcase drag along the stone floor. He was ready to deal with her. Last night he had pulled himself from the brink of disaster. If he hadn’t pulled back, he would have taken Jodie to bed.

“I’m ready to leave,” she announced as she stood next to the door.

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