“If I say no, will you play nurse for me?” She did roll her eyes at me then, but she didn’t back up. Taking advantage, I turned my head and kissed the softness of her palm. The small hitch in her breathing would have had my dick rock hard if I weren’t so cold at the moment. When she started to take a step back, I tightened my hands on hers and pulled her down onto my lap. “I’m freezing, baby. Will you warm me up?”

“No, Ax…” she protested, but she wasn’t trying very hard to get away as I freed one of my hands to tangle it in her hair. My name was still on her lips as I stole the first kiss.

The moment that I got a taste of her mouth—minty with just a hint of something deliciously exotic—my body said fuck the cold and hardened. Dallas’s mouth was intoxicating and all I wanted was to drink my fill. She remained unmoving in my arms until I nipped at her bottom lip, causing her to gasp in delight. Yeah, I still knew what made my girl feel good.

Her warm hands felt scalding as she wrapped them around my neck, holding on as I deepened the kiss. When my hands developed a mind of their own, wanting to explore the body that was made solely for me, I quickly got them back under control. There was no denying the fact that all I wanted was to be balls deep in her sweet, hot pussy right then, but that wasn’t going to get me what I really wanted in the end.

I was going to have to take it slow and steady with Dallas this time around or face losing her completely. So for now, I just wanted to kiss her. I savored every inch of her mouth, every crease in her lips. Every moan that escaped her I stored away for later.

When her hands drifted down over my chest and inside my coat, I felt her tremble. Pulling back I realized that she was just in a hoodie and pajama pants. “Baby, you’re gonna freeze.”

“Kiss me some more,” she whispered.

I didn’t want to deny her. I quickly unzipped my parka and pulled her close before zipping it back up. Fuck yeah, I could get used to this. Her arms were around my waist and her head on my shoulder. Her face angled up, ready for more of my kiss. Groaning I dived inside the hot recesses of her perfect mouth.

The kiss went on and on and on. It might have lasted all night if the porch light hadn’t suddenly gone out. I realized that it was Wroth letting me know that he figured I’d been outside a little too long and would be coming out to check on me any minute. With a sigh I reluctantly pulled back and pressed my forehead against hers.

We were both panting, our bodies screaming out for more than just damn kisses. Her lower body was rocking against mine, trying to seek some kind of relief from the need I’d awakened in her. “We should go in.”

Dallas nodded, but didn’t try to move. “Yeah, I know.”

“Are you gonna hate me again in a few minutes?” I couldn’t help but ask, needing to know.

She stiffened and began to pull away. Her face was cloudy and I couldn’t tell what she was thinking since the lights were now off. “I wish I could hate you, Axton. It would make my life so much easier.”

“Baby…”

“I need to check on Liam. Please unzip us so I can get up.”

I didn’t want to let her go, but knew that trying to push her to talk when she wasn’t ready would only set us back even more. With a sigh I unzipped my parka and she hastily got up. With my dick trying to burst through the zipper of my jeans, it took me a little longer to get up without hurting myself in the process. By the time I was on my feet she was at the front door, but she didn’t go in right away.

Needing to touch her one more time tonight, I moved in behind her, trapping her between the door and my aching body. But she had her hand on the doorknob, so she could get away from me whenever she wanted. If she wanted…

“I miss you every damn second I’m not with you,” I breathed against her ear, making her shiver in a way that had nothing to do with the cold. “There is no one—not one fucking person—that makes me feel what you do… Remember that, Dallas. Always remember that.” Reaching around her I covered her hand and opened the door. With a little nudge she entered the house.

Warm air against my cold face made me grimace as it caused more pain than pleasure. My hand was still at the small of her back. She didn’t take more than a few steps in to the house before stopping. She didn’t say a word, just stood there as if waiting for me.

“Baby?” I moved her hair so that I could kiss the back of her neck, right on her newest tattoo. “Are you okay?” I’d expected her to rush off to Liam’s room as soon as we were inside.

“One more kiss.”

I would cut out my own heart before denying her anything as simple as a kiss. Wrapping her long blonde hair around my wrist, I turned her and let my lips skim over her bottom lip. When her mouth parted on a small whimper, I sucked it deep, making her moan in pleasure. Without thinking, I backed her against the wall, pressing my aching body against hers. As hard as I was I knew that my resolve to keep this to just kissing was going to fade fast.

Someone clearing their throat from the family room down the hall pulled us both back from the brink of insanity and I finally stepped away from her. Her lips were swollen from my kisses, her hair a mussed-up sexy mess. When those blue eyes, glazed with so much passion, met mine I nearly said to hell with it, wanting to be as deep inside of her that neither of us knew where one began and the other ended. Somehow I found the will to keep my hands at my side.

“Good night, baby.”

Dallas didn’t say anything, just moved past me and down the hall toward Liam’s room.

Knowing I wouldn’t get any sleep any time soon, I went up to my room and took a long shower. I had to jerk off twice before my body calmed down enough that I felt I wasn’t going to hurt myself if I rolled over in my sleep.

As I finally laid my head on my pillow, there was a smile on my lips for the first time since Shane and Harper’s wedding. I was proud of myself for taking things slow.

Now, if I could just keep it slow, I figured I could get my girl where I wanted her. Back in my arms, in my bed… In my life forever.

Dallas

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

I wasn’t sure if I said the words out loud or not, but I knew that they kept screaming in my head. I was so stupid. So weak. So fucking easy. All tonight proved was that all Axton Cage had to do was cock his finger—and damn it, even his fingers were sexy—and I came panting and wet for him. I should have just let him freeze to death instead of waking him up.