Dark Passion (The Dark Brother Series Book One) by Bec Botefuhr Page B

the girls again.
    “I promise you she’ ll be safe.”
    “Let her go, you fucking asshole!” Ava cries.
    “Ava,” I whisper. “I’ll be ok. I promise.”
    “Willow, please,” Jenny whimpers.
    “I give you my word; I will drop her home as soon as I’m done.” Jagger says.
    Ava looks at me and I nod. She struggles and screams as Angel and Ace drag her and Jenny to the car and shove them in. Then they all get in and drive off.
    “Where are they taking them?” I cry.
    “Home,”
    “Jagger, why are you here?”
    “We need to talk.”
    “I have nothing to say to you.”
    “Well you don’t get a choice, come on.”
    “Have you been following me?”
    He stills and stares down at me; I get a good look at him under the street light. He’s wearing a white V-neck, sleeveless jersey and God, it looks gorgeous on him. His jeans are a dark blue and he has a thick silver chain around his neck. His dark hair is messy and he has a light shade of stubble on that beautiful jaw.
    “Only tonight, ”
    “Why?”
    “Long story, get in.”
    He shoves me towards his car, but I lash out and scurry away. He manages to grip my arm again, and he slams me against the door. I cry out and kick, missing him twice.
    “Willow, hey, I’m not going to take you away again…”
    “Please, my life has been awful the past few weeks. I just want to get away from all this .” I cry, shaking my head from side to side.
    “Shhh, hey, shhh, ”
    “Please Jagger; just leave me alone, you’re making this so hard on me …”
    I’m squirming and thrashing, I just wanted to forget him and everything about him. Suddenly, his lips are on mine and oh God, I crumble. I melt against the car as he pushes his body onto mine and secures me between the door and himself. I can’t help my hands, they slide up his neck and tangle into his hair and I pull him deeper into the kiss.
    He groans and runs his hands down the side of my body, making me shiver. “This dress is too fuckin’ short.”
    “So?” I whisper.
    “So, I don’t like it.”
    Is Jagger playing concern? Is he being possessive and over protective? My heart speeds up.
    “Jagger…” I whimper when he lifts my leg and tucks it around his hip.
    “I’ve missed you, God I’ve fuckin’ missed you.”
    He slides his hand up the inside of my thigh and finds my damp panties. Whoa, this is happening so fast. Why aren’t I shoving him away and abusing him? God, because I’ve needed him so badly; I’m so alone.
    “So fuckin’ wet for me, baby?”
    “Yes,” I moan when he slides his fingers under the fabric and tweaks my clit.
    I cling to him, needing him so badly I can’t think straight. It’s sick, twisted and wrong, but for a moment, I feel like everything is right again. His free hand unbuckles his belt and I feel him jerk his jeans down just enough to free his hard cock. In seconds, he is thrusting inside me, deep and hard. I cry out and grip his arms, throwing my head back.
    He thrusts with need, growling my name and crushing my lips with his. His arms are hard and tensing beneath my palms and his hips are thrashing, slamming my body against the car. His mouth moves down to bite my neck and I cry out as an intense orgasm rips through my body. I shudder violently and tighten around him as he explodes with a hoarse growl.
    When he stops thrusting, he pulls out of me and yanks his jeans back up. I pull my panties back into place and drop my leg, leaving my head leaning back on the car. I stare up at the stars, wondering what the hell just happened. Did we just fuck in a back car park? Jagger takes my face and tilts it down to meet his.
    “I’ve missed you,” he murmurs, resting his forehead against mine.
    Run Willow, run now! Don’t sink again.
    “Please… ”
    “I’m sorry to have to disrupt your life again.”
    “Then why are you?” I whisper, hoarsely.
    “We need to talk.”
    “Fine, let’s talk so I can leave.”
    He grumbles something, and then opens the car door