TheFugitivesSexyBrother (10 page)

Javier looked away and removed the diamond from his ear.
“What are you doing?” Emily asked.

“I gave my ex the other earring in this set. I never stopped
wearing mine, even though we ended things…a while ago. I was just looking at
you, and I couldn’t understand why I stayed hung up on that woman so long.
Fernando always said she wanted me to be someone I wasn’t. I thought he didn’t
like that she wanted me to go straight.” He bit his lip. “It was something else
though. She never bothered to try to understand what I’m actually good at and
who I actually am. There’s a way that Fernando hasn’t either. You’re the only
one who’s ever thought about what might actually be good for me—when you’re not
handcuffing me, that is.” He quirked an eyebrow in one of his patented
flirtatious expressions but didn’t sustain it. He cleared his throat, dropped
his eyes and pocketed the diamond.

Emily’s heart went out to him. She’d basically kidnapped him
to save her own ass from legal trouble and trouble with Bonavita’s gang, and
now here he was saying she was the only one who’d ever really considered him as
a person? She’d laugh if it weren’t so sad.

The moment tipped her into a decision. She drove in silence
until she saw an empty parking lot beside an abandoned office building. Emily
took a deep breath and pulled in.

“Where are we going?”

Emily parked, shut off the car and grabbed Javier. Smooth
skin, hard muscle and a light layer of stubble. She kissed him and moaned in
surprise at the intensity of the arousal that stabbed through her the moment
his tongue touched hers.

“Can we make a deal?”

He narrowed his eyes. “I didn’t like the last one you
offered me.”

“Hear me out.” She gave in to temptation and tasted another
of his kisses before finishing her thought. “I’m not asking you to betray your
brother. You’ve made your position on that more than clear. But I don’t want to
be your jailer anymore. You stay with me, and if you want, you can say I’m
forcing you to. But no more handcuffs. No more watching you suspiciously. And
no more fighting whatever this is between us.”

“What are you saying?”

“I’m saying I’m going to put my trust issues aside. I’m
asking you to do the same.”

She closed her eyes quickly, not able to face the look in
his eyes. He followed with the kiss she’d hoped for.

Now that she’d admitted her desire, she couldn’t get his
clothes off fast enough. She snatched handfuls of his shirt, untucking it and
reaching for the bare skin underneath. He hesitated, then joined her efforts,
his hands just as determined to unbutton and reveal.

Without breaking the kiss, Emily climbed across the car and
into his lap, another jolt hitting when she settled against his erection. His
fingers slipped under her shirt, finding her nipples with unerring precision.
She groaned into his mouth as he flicked them hard. Emily wound her arms around
his neck and kissed him with everything she had.

She ought to wait, get them home, do this in her bed and
take her time. She didn’t have the will for that. Her body demanded his without
delay. She slid her hands down his sides then farther still, searching for his
zipper. Emily shifted to straddle him, balancing on her knees to make room for
her hands to loosen the clothes that came between them.

He pulled back before she could free his cock. “Emily.”
Considering his nonstop flirting, his face seemed awfully serious.

She narrowed her eyes. “What?”

“Who
was
that guy back at the bail bonds place?”

A fair question. She could get that out of the way no
problem and get right back to finding relief. “An ex. But it is very, very over
between us. Nothing to worry about there.”

“Are you using me to get back at him?”

She blinked. Javier had spent the past day making it clear
he wanted to sleep with her. She hadn’t expected him to question anything when
she finally gave in. She searched for an appropriate response but his arms
tightened around her and a smile cracked across his face.

“I’m completely fine if you are. I’m just trying to figure
out how much gratitude I owe the man. Do I get to consider him a complete jerk,
or do I have to buy him a beer first?”

Emily laughed in surprise. “Matthew Lodi doesn’t deserve a
beer from you, trust me. This is totally my decision.” She moved her hands out
of the way and lowered her body into a more intimate straddle. Javier gave a
satisfying moan. “I’m doing this for my pleasure,” she said. “Think you can
help with that?”

“I’m willing to risk my life trying, ninja lady.”

She rolled her eyes at the nickname. “You can stop talking
anytime.”

“What? I thought it was my clever banter that got me into
this enviable position.”

“Hardly. I’m actually falling for the checkered past and
mischievous smile.”

“Whatever works,” Javier said, then took her advice and used
his mouth to nibble down her neck instead of forming words. Emily moaned and
arched her back to offer more of her skin to him.

He yanked the tank top over her head. “You’re not worried
about someone seeing us?”

“Don’t worry. My daddy already wants to kill me. It would
have nothing to do with you.”

His lips quirked into a smile. “It’s my own hide I’m worried
about. What if your daddy saw and wanted to kill
me
?”

“I’ll fight him off and then you can get us new identities
for our escape to an exotic destination.”

“Then I guess I’ve got nothing to worry about.” He sucked
her nipple into his mouth, using hints of teeth that sent piercing aches
through her body.

Emily leaned as far back as his hands would allow, savoring
the increased tug on her breasts. “More, please.”

Javier grinned against her chest and bit down a little
harder. She wriggled and pulled back even more. The ache in her nipples flirted
with becoming real pain. She winced and sucked air in between her teeth and
increased her efforts. “You okay?” Javier murmured.

“Very okay. I like for it to hurt a little.”

“I could work these gorgeous nipples over all day.”

She shook her head. “No need to flatter me. I just
appreciate what you’re doing.”

Cold air across her wet nipples startled her. Emily jerked
back to reality as Javier sat back.

“Emily. Do you like getting spanked? Because I should give
you a few whacks for what you just said.”

“I like it.” She let a challenge flash through her eyes. “If
you can manage it.”

“If I can… You
do
like getting spanked.” Javier
flipped her over before she had time to react. In the cramped passenger seat,
Emily had to twist to avoid hitting her elbow on the parking brake. “I’ve been
waiting all morning for an excuse to get you out of these shorts.”

Adrenaline thrilled through Emily’s body. “Make me, Javier.”
She tossed a grin over her shoulder at him.

He smiled back. “You see, I told you I was willing to risk
my life for your pleasure. You promise not to kill me?”

“How about I promise not to kill you too hard?”

“You definitely need to be spanked.” Javier yanked the
waistband of her shorts down over her ass, bringing her panties down with them.
Emily shrieked and pretended to swim forward through imaginary water. She
flailed in the direction of the driver’s seat but didn’t budge from his lap.

“Oh you are letting me win,” Javier said. His palm cracked
against her bare ass. Emily shrieked a lot more realistically, and the quality
of his touch changed in a second. He stroked her stinging skin softly. “You
still happy, Emily?”

She growled and arched up against his hand, wanting him to
make her ass heat and prick with ever-increasing arousal. “Don’t let up on me
until I tell you to.”

“If you say so…” He gave it to her as hard as she could have
wished, rapid staccato slaps raining down until she lost all sense of time. She
squirmed and cursed in his lap, but Emily didn’t ask for mercy and he didn’t
give her any.

The blows hurt but she held herself in place, sensing
pleasure waiting on the other side of the sensation. Already, every sharp
strike spread forward from her ass, seeming to settle in her clit. She propped
her hands against the sedan’s cup holder and pushed her ass higher, daring him
with her posture to keep it up.

With her curses quieted, Javier began to talk, short
sentences ground through clenched teeth between smacks. “Now. You have gorgeous
nipples. You are gorgeous. It’s not flattery. It’s not trickery. It’s the
truth. Understand?”

“I’m tough, not pretty.” Emily had accepted this long ago.
Matthew had said otherwise, but Matthew would say anything to get what he
wanted.

“You’re both, honey.” The pace of Javier’s blows slowed, but
each one landed more heavily than before. “Just like this pretty ass of yours.
Turning such a pretty red for me because you’re tough enough to take this hard
spanking.”

Heat concentrated in her ass, under his hand, but rippled
outward through her body with each slap. Emily would have to think later about
what he’d said—right then, her body took over decisively, flipping her into
pleasure mode. Now pain felt only like the most intense pleasure available. She
wanted more of it, and more of him.

She ground her body against his lap, finding his unabated
erection and tempting it for all she was worth. Javier groaned. “Nice try,
Emily. But I think someone told me not to let up until she said so.”

“I want you, Javier.”

“Does that mean you’ve had enough spanking?”

She laughed a little. Apparently Javier had already figured
out a few important things about her. She hated admitting defeat, especially
when goaded. “I can take more,” she said.

“Oh okay. I guess you’re going to have to wait on that other
thing you’re interested in, then.”

She cried out in mock outrage, but actually his prolonged
spanking felt delicious, especially when he yanked her shorts down further and
started in on the backs of her thighs.

“You just let me know when you’ve had enough,” Javier said.

“I am going to tackle you
so hard
later.”

“Be that as it may, I am very committed to making sure you
get spanked enough now.”

While she’d admired Javier’s muscular build from the
beginning, Emily had never expected to find him so tireless. From some inner
reserve, he produced an even heavier hand and even more vigorous punishment.
Emily bit her lip but finally burst out with a series of sharp cries and
another descent into cursing.

“I’m sorry,” Javier said. “That didn’t make much sense to
me. Did that mean I’ve spanked you enough? It’s so hard to tell.”

“I think I hate you.”

“Oh then I’d better live up to my reputation and go even
harder.”

Somehow, he did. Each crack of his palm against her ass rang
with authority through the small space in the car. Emily gasped and went limp
in his lap, the pain crackling over her skin, a constant sexual electricity.
“Javier, please,” she whispered, but even she didn’t know what she was asking
for.

“Anytime you want it to stop, you just say so, honey.
Surrender.” His words caressed her ears and every inch of her heated body.
Emily sighed and relaxed into the seduction of them. Surrender. She didn’t go
easily to that place, but peace shimmered within it. Could she trust Javier
enough to release herself so deeply into his care?

Emily wanted to, but an image of Matthew flashed through her
mind. She’d given herself to him, and he’d decided she was weak and in need of
his condescending intervention. She gritted her teeth and tears started in her
eyes. “Never,” she whispered.

Javier’s hand froze just above her ass, then lowered slowly
to cup one round cheek. “Emily,” he said. “It’s just a game.”

“I know.”

He rubbed gentle circles over her stinging ass. “I’m not
sure you do. You can say you surrender just for fun. I won’t take it for any
more than it’s worth. You don’t have to prove a damn thing to me.”

Emily wanted to melt with gratitude. She hurt where he’d
spanked her, but the pain made her feel open to him in a way she would never
have otherwise allowed. Emily could see herself curled into his arms, dropping
the need to be tough for a few precious moments. Shattering arousal pierced
her, and she ground her pelvis against his leg. Still, she couldn’t let go of
the challenge. She couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened with Matthew.
“I can take more.”

Javier squeezed her ass. The pressure on the sensitive areas
he had just spanked made her suck in a breath. “I’m sure you can. But I think
that’s enough for now.”

Emily whimpered. She wanted him to force the submission out
of her, since she couldn’t surrender freely. Javier leaned forward and kissed
the spot where the curve of her ass met her thigh. Desire flared anew inside
her. She didn’t have to give herself completely to Javier to take pleasure from
him.

Emily pushed up on her hands, curling her back as if in a
yoga pose. She twisted, reaching to kiss Javier. His lips moved to hers with a
tenderness that surprised her. She wriggled in his lap until she could kick off
her shorts and panties. The sharp scent of her arousal filled the car. With a
quick, agile movement, she transferred her hands to his shoulders and climbed
astride him, restoring herself to a position of control.

“I want you, Javier,” she whispered in his ear. Emily felt
reluctant to make the admission out loud.

He ran his hands down her sides and over her ass. His
fingers curled around the backs of her thighs, far enough to allow him to tease
the wet valley between her legs. “Do you have a condom?”

Emily froze. She probably should have her own, but she’d
always relied on Matthew to supply the protection. “Do you?”

“Well, you didn’t exactly give me a chance to pack.” His
fingertips darted up, brushing the lips of her sex. “I can make you come,
Emily, but I think we’re otherwise out of luck for now. Unless you want to wait
until we can get to a convenience store.”