Brody's Vow (Colebrook Siblings Trilogy Book 1) by Kaylea Cross Page B

dipped to her mouth. A tendril of longing spread through her belly. The urge to thread her hands into his dark hair and kiss him was intense; the need to distract him even stronger. Brody hadn’t moved, but she could feel the silent tension thrumming inside him, the desire he couldn’t hide.
    With her back still touching the wall she leaned her head forward to brush her lips over his. He stiffened for a moment but didn’t pull away, his breath warm on her face.
    He was a challenge she couldn’t resist.
    That he didn’t give in right away, that he was making her wait, made this even hotter. She didn’t understand the attraction between them and certainly didn’t trust it, but it was there whether she wanted it to be or not. She allowed her eyes to drift close, her body to sway more fully against his as she opened her lips under his.
    To her surprise, Brody wrenched his head back. Her eyes flew open and his dark gaze hardened with anger. “I’m not a mark for you to seduce. Don’t play with me.”
    For a moment Trinity was too shocked to respond. She was so used to men turning into putty in her hand. When she turned on the seductress routine and made a move, none of them ever stood a chance. Yet Brody had seen right through it. Granted, she looked like hell right now, but God, maybe she really was losing her appeal.
    He felt good pressed up against her like this. Edgy, a little dangerous even, but not in a threatening way. He would never hurt her physically. He wasn’t built that way.
    He released her and stepped back, but it was clear from the heated look he gave her that things weren’t finished between them, and that scared the hell out of her.
    Let’s see him walk away from this.
    Pride stinging, not about to let him have the last word, she grabbed his head and fused her mouth to his, putting her entire body into this kiss.
     
    Brody knew exactly what she was doing.
    He’d pissed her off by calling her out on the attempt to distract him and she wanted to get back at him. Wanted to prove she still had the upper hand in this, but he’d be damned if he’d give in, no matter how good the kiss was.
    He refused to let her win this battle of wills, didn’t matter how much he wanted her or how much she made his head spin. She seduced men for a living and wouldn’t respect him unless he proved a worthy adversary. He hated that, hated that she sold her body that way. It was just damn hard to remember all that when all he wanted to do was lose himself in her.
    Instead he slowed things down, seizing control of the kiss.
    Sliding one hand into her hair to cradle the back of her head, he brought the other up to cup the uninjured side of her face. Her eyes flew open and he caught the flare of surprise there before he closed his and sank into the kiss.
    He held her head in a firm but careful grip and stroked his tongue against hers gently, teasing, then withdrew to suck at her lower lip. She tasted sweet, like maple syrup.
    Brody licked along her lower lip, a light graze of his tongue to make her crave more. A heady surge of triumph washed through him when she let out a tiny gasp and pushed closer yet, her fingers digging into his scalp in a clear demand for more.
    Knowing he needed to leave her wanting more, or at least crack that impenetrable, cool mask she hid behind, he slowed the kiss even further. Soft, lazy movements of lips and tongue that made his heart pound and his already rigid cock ache. It was so goddamn erotic, hotter than the last sex he’d had, with someone whose name he couldn’t even remember at the moment.
    To his surprise Trinity made a quiet sound of yearning in the back of her throat and slowed to match his languid pace, her full, ripe curves seeming to melt into him. She was such an enigma. Composed and aloof one moment, then full of fire and passion the next.
    He couldn’t know for sure but something told him she’d been hurt by a man in the past, maybe even sexually. The idea made him furious