Coldhearted Heir (The Heirs 1)

If Mila didn’t see Jade leave the club, Jade would be walking home alone. At fucking night! God knows what could’ve happened to her.

When the headlights of my car shine over her, she doesn’t glance back, but instead, wraps her arms around her waist and keeps walking.

It’s fucking cold outside, and the jeans and silk shirt she’s wearing can’t possibly offer her any warmth. I swerve the car around her then bring it to a stop a couple of feet ahead of her. Shoving the door open, I jump out.

Jade stops walking, her eyes on me as I stalk toward her. I stop an inch from bumping into her. Shrugging out of my jacket, I drape it around her shoulders.

Tilting her head back, she stares up at me with her eyes sparking with anger. Even in the darkness, I can see how pale her cheeks are from the cold.

“Left arm,” I grumble, wanting to get her warm before we talk. Thankfully Jade listens, and I pull the sleeve up her arm, before moving the right. “Right arm.” With the way too big fabric of my jacket covering her, I feel a little better but then growl, my voice low and hoarse, “Don’t ever do that again,”

A hurt look ripples over her face as she snaps, “Fine.”

“Why did you leave the club?” I ask, wanting to know what had her so upset she’d rather fucking walk home than ask for a ride.

Her features tighten, and her eyes narrow on me before she turns her glares to the road. “I’m tired and wasn’t about to watch you and Jessica hook up.”

Her words are a shock. A good one that makes all my anger fade like mist before the sun.

“Look at me.” My eyes burn into the top of her head until she lifts her face and brings her simmering gaze to mine. “You got jealous?” I ask to make sure I’m not just hearing things.

Things I so desperately want to hear.

Fuck. Please say yes. Please. I can’t keep pretending to be friends a minute longer.

Letting out a sigh, she shakes her head at me, then snaps, “Yes, Hunter. I got jealous.”

Lifting my hands to her face, I frame her cheeks, my fingers splaying into her hair, and then I crush my mouth to hers.

I always thought a kiss was just a kiss.

Until Jade.

The second my lips touch hers, everything around us fades away. The cold. The street. The past.

Everything, but Jade.

My need to touch her, to make her mine is demanding, and filled with desperation. Jade parts her lips for me, and without a second’s hesitation, my tongue sweeps inside, staking its claim.

I move one hand to the back of her neck, and I hold onto her like she’s a lifeline.

Because she is.

She’s always been my lifeline. Even during our fights, she was my everything. I’d rather spend a lifetime of fighting with Jade than a second without her fire, bringing warmth to my life.

Jade’s hands come up, and she grabs hold of my biceps as her body presses into mine.

I nip hungrily at her bottom lip before plunging my tongue back inside the inviting warmth of her mouth.

Fuck.

The intensity of the moment crashes over me, and for a moment, I rock on my feet. I wrap my other arm around Jade’s waist and pull her tightly against me.

I’m never letting you go again.

Never.

I pour the words into the kiss, and Jade pushes her body onto her tiptoes to get closer to me. Her fingers trail into my hair as she meets the strokes of my tongue with her own.

Never in a million years would I have guessed the passion behind our fights would lead to this moment.

This is why our fire never burned out but instead kept growing out of control. It was bound to destroy us or fuse us together.

I’m so fucking relieved it’s the latter.

Our lips crush against each other, our bodies melting together. Jade clings to me as I move my hands down to her ass, and gripping hold of her, I lift her. She wraps her legs around my waist, her hands grabbing fistfuls of my hair as her tongue continues to lick the inside of my mouth.

The heat of her core pressing against my abs has my cock going hard as steel at record speed.

Fuck, I feel like superman.

Jade’s always challenged me. She took me to the highest highs and lowest lows. My blood rushes through my body with want for this woman. Wanting her all to myself, I break the kiss and walk us to the car. “We need to get off the street.”

Before I take you right here.

Jade nods, her breaths exploding over my skin as she ducks her face into the crook of my neck.

Reaching the vehicle, I drop her to her feet and open the passenger door. When I look down at Jade and see her swollen pink lips, I can’t resist and press my mouth to hers. Just a single hard kiss because I’d much rather continue this in the privacy of our suite, instead of next to a street where anyone can see us.