Page 27 of Bolt (Iron Thunder MC 1)
Bolt’s jaws moved tightly in his mouth. He seemed angry one moment and then emotionless the next.
“You know that isn’t information I can give you.”
“Where are you holding Chip? What are you doing to him?” I snapped. When I stood up, Bolt moved toward me. I took some steps away from the bed and he continued to come in my direction.
I held his gaze. I wasn’t about to let this drop.
“If you don’t take me to my brother…if you don’t tell me where he is…I’ll do something. I’ll scream. I’ll…I will do something.”
Bolt’s eyes roamed all over me. He was watching me speak. Was he making fun of me? Did he think this was funny? Was this all a joke to him?
“You won’t be able to stop me. How long will you keep me in here? You can’t keep me here forever, and when you let me go I’ll come after you. I won’t stop till I’ve avenged my brother. I will never forgive you for this!”
The words came rushing out before I could stop them. I should’ve known they were a bad idea. The last thing I should’ve been doing was threatening him again. But I couldn’t help myself. My frustration was getting to me.
It was the way he came toward me. The way he was looking at me. There was an electrical charge in the air between us. I could feel it now.
I couldn’t go any further back because I was pinned to the wall. Bolt came further toward me, loomed over me with his deep blue eyes piercing into me. I knew I couldn’t escape him even if I tried. But I didn’t really want to.
I looked up at him with my lips parted and Bolt reached for me. For a moment, I thought he was going to yank me away from the wall. What would he do next? Hurt me? For some reason, I’d convinced myself he would never hurt me. Maybe I was stupid for thinking that.
But he didn’t. He didn’t hurt me. Instead, he touched my left cheek with the back of his hand. I leaned toward him and he took my mouth into his. I gasped.
This was exactly what I’d been picturing in my head over and over again. Pretty much from the first moment I saw him. Our lips fused together. Our bodies pressed to each other’s.
Bolt kissed me deeply. My mouth was wide open, and his tongue slipped in between my lips. He was irresistible. His hand traveled down my side, down my thigh and I wrapped my leg around him. I was clinging to him, pressed to the wall, able to feel the pressure of his body against me. My hands stroked his back while his tongue dove deeper and deeper into me.
I was breathless and excited, a deep, sticky desire growing between my legs. I wanted to feel his cock in my hands. In my mouth. I wanted him to take my clothes off. Rip them off my body if he had to. I just wanted his hands all over me, taking possession of me.
His hand explored my breasts, my neck, weaving fingers in my hair while I moved slowly up and down against the wall. Every pore on my skin was screaming for his touch. I wanted him to touch me everywhere all at once.
I caught a bunch of his hair while he angled my head to one side, sucking on my tongue. My nipples hurt with the pressure of his chest against them. Erect and sensitive. I needed his mouth on them.
I was about to guide his hand down my front, right down to the spot between my legs. Maybe having him inside me would make everything okay. But before I could, there was a loud rap on the door.
“Bolt!” A man’s growling voice interrupted us.
I gasped again when he pulled himself away from me. The moment had ended just as suddenly as it began, and he left me feeling empty. I glared at him, searching his eyes for an answer to what just happened.
We were frozen to the spot, staring at each other. The guy on the other side of the door knocked loudly again and this time, Bolt moved. He didn’t look at me before he went to answer.
For a moment I stood there, watching him, but then I was filled with a jumble of emotions. Anger, embarrassment, guilt, desire. I didn’t know how to handle any of them. I felt sick to my stomach. Why did I do this? Why did I let him kiss me? Why hadn’t I pushed him away?
This was the worst thing I could’ve done. The worst way I could’ve betrayed my brother.
I ran from the room to the bathroom. There was no lock on the door, but I banged it shut and leaned against it. On the other side, I could hear Bolt’s voice. He was speaking to some guy. I didn’t want to know and pressed my eyes closed, wishing I could somehow magically erase the last five minutes of my life.
