where the cuff had started to wear. The other still dangled from her left. Thane picked it up and locked it around his wrist. Brine jerked away and his arm came along. “What the hell are you doing?” she demanded. “Taking you home with me.” She fought his hold, but he had size and strength on her. “Like hell.” He pushed her up easily against the tree with his hips, sliding a muscled thigh between her legs. Brine felt the dress bunch and her thighs spread wide. Her pussy lips spread and her clit jumped up and down, begging to be spanked because she’d been a bad girl. His jeans knocked her sensitive flesh into submission and his heat seared her skin. She hated him for making her want him so easily, so fast. Thane’s free hand slid up around the side of her neck, forcing her chin up to meet him halfway. A flutter of unleashed desire shot down to her pussy when his gaze locked with hers. He moved his leg out, forcing her legs to widen further. When she tried to adjust them, he reached down with their cuffed hands and held her leg in place. “Your little stunt cost me six hundred thousand dollars today.” “I really don’t care.” He smiled. “Something tells me you’re all bark but no bite. I think I’ll take you home with me to see if that’s true.” God help her, when he looked at her like that, she wanted to go home with him for the rest of her life. She felt sexy when she was angry. All hot and bothered, she angled her chin defiantly. She struggled to get free but he wouldn’t release his firm grip. “Let me go!” “Stop fighting me. I don’t want you to get hurt.” He warned. A zip of irrational fear rocketed down her spine and landed between her thighs. A man like Elam would hurt a girl for all the right reasons. Thane pulled their linked wrists around his back, cinching her in closer to what she was discovering was a well-muscled chest. Her arm was drawn around his waist, the other pinned between them. “Hurt me. I dare you. I’ll make your life hell.” He let his lips fall to her neck. “Is that what you want?” He nipped at her neck with his lips and teeth. His tongue swirled over her thrumming heartbeat. He groaned erotically when she wiggled against his thigh. “It’s been such a long time since I’ve had anyone challenge me.” “Please… Thane . Let me go.” “Make. Me.” Thane’s voice dropped to a sultry whisper. Their lips were inches apart. She wanted to kiss him until she forgot her name. Her heart was pounding in seductive anticipation. She couldn’t remember the last time she had kissed a man let alone had sex or even who’d she’d been with. Then she remembered why she worked hard to stay away from men. Men didn’t want damaged things. The memory of the fire that took her mom and dad flashed through her mind like it was happening. She struggled within Thane’s arms and he locked down tighter. Thick black smoke had been billowing from the front door. She’d tried to save them. She’d spent weeks in intensive care. She pushed the memory of that night aside with a moan. She wanted to forget the burn scars and the fact that she probably couldn’t ever have children. She thrust her hips up, trying to pop him away. She hated how he brought her body alive, how he made her remember what was lacking in her life. Thunder rushed through her body as he used his arms to prevent her from getting away. Thane’s hand slid up the front of her neck and he used his thumb to tilt her chin upward. She shivered. “I’m going to tell you something. I want you to listen very carefully.” She opened her mouth, but she snapped it shut with the look of warning he sent her way. “I’m listening.” “I know you want me.” She opened her mouth to refuse again and that predatory gaze made her shiver. “So?” “You want me to do things to you with my hands, my mouth, my tongue.” He was taunting her and it felt so right. She looked away. He could