A sense of wild triumph zinged around Katherine's brain. She had his attention after all. It was a huge step forward, but where did it get her if he wasn’t prepared to act on it? And she knew she was being selfish as hell, but for some reason, she just couldn't stop talking.
"So you think I need your protection now?" she flung at him.
"It’s the last thing on my mind." The emphatic beat of his voice was like thunder in her ears, thunder in her heart. "I mean, I think you need someone to be there for you, especially now. But I don't mean protection in a big brotherly way... Whatever you mean by that"
Katherine rolled her eyes. She wanted action. And she got action aplenty. He stepped closer, scooping her body around to face him. The hand that had seized her arm lifted, its fingers raking through her hair, dragging her head back so that it was tilted up to his. The raw desire flaring from his eyes made her stomach quiver in anticipation.
He still wanted her.
His lips came down on hers with punishing force. He intended to teach her a lesson. Hell, show her just how angry and frustrated he was.
Katherine leaned in and brushed her lips over his before she lost her nerve. One kiss, that’s all she wanted. Maybe she wasn't thinking straight.. But right now, she didn't want to think at all. So she didn't care.
Not that she would have been able to pull away. Because his hand cupped the side of her face right before she would have pulled away. Katherine leaned farther into him. Jensen's other arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer. His head slanted and he kissed her deeply.
It was a hard, demanding kiss, but a definite answer to the questions in her head. His lips and tongue played across her mouth, causing her to crave more with each pass. She gripped his upper arm and pressed closer to him. She wanted to twist her position and straddle his hips.
If she did that in this skirt, they’d be screwed…or screwing.
Her hand rested on the hard muscle of his thigh. She squeezed and was seduced by the power vibrating through his tense muscles. His slow tasting turned into a more insistent kiss, robbing her of breath and leaving her with no choice but to be lost in the delicious pleasure of his lips on hers.
Voices near the door. They jerked apart, their breathing hard and heavy. The voices trailed away. He licked his lips. Katherine groaned and took stock of how completely he’d turned her body into a throbbing nerve of desire, her nipples hard and aching, panties damp, breathing uncontrollable. If she didn’t leave she would straddle his hips and slide him right into the spot that longed for attention.
Jonathan walked into the room and stared at them. He frowned, and one of his eyebrows lifted.
"Is everything okay?" he asked.
“Yeah. Everything is fine.” Katherine said. Her voice was a husky whisper. "Jensen and I were just.... Talking"
Jonathan nodded. "Hey, man" he said to Jensen and Jensen nodded back.
"I just need a glass of water" Jonathan said as he turned and continued his journey to the kitchen.
Few seconds after he left, Katherine turned back to Jensen. "Come with me," she said.
She took a hold of his hand before he could reply and pulled him out of the living room and to the balcony. It was a beautiful night. The gentle breeze fanning their faces and blowing her hair and looking at her, Jensen thought it was one of the most beautiful things he had ever seen.
Katherine smiled at him and moved closer. Taking hold of his shirt, she stood on tiptoe and lifted her lips to his, eager to continue what they had started in the living room.
Jensen brushed his lips against hers slowly but she was surprised when he held her shoulders and pushed her gently away from him while taking a step backwards.
She looked up at him. "What are you doing?" she asked.
"We shouldn't be doing this, Kat," Jensen said simply.
"We shouldn't be doing what?" Katherine asked and Jensen raised an eyebrow. She laughed. "Okay fine." she said. "dumb question. But why shouldn't we? We both want this right?.... Don't you?"
"Of course I do, Kat," Jensen said. "You know I do. I always want you. But you are not yourself right now".
"And what exactly does that mean?" Katherine asked, her hands dropped from his shirt and she stared at him.
"I mean.... You just buried your father today" Jensen began. "That's a really big deal. And you seem to be acting like you are perfectly fine. Like nothing is wrong... Like nothing happened. You are in denial"
"What?" Katherine asked, frowning. "Oh, so now you are a shrink, huh? Oh! This is bullshit. You know what I blame myself for this. Goodnight Jensen"
She turned, intending to leave him and return to her room. But her first step was her last as he reached for her arm and whirled her around to face him again.
"Listen to me, Kat," he said fiercely against her lips. "You have no idea just how much I want you. You have no freaking fucking idea. And I want nothing more than to take you to bed right now and make love to you over and over again until we both can't breathe..."
"So why don't you just do it?" Katherine asked.
"Because it isn't right" Jensen replied as he tucked her hair behind her ear. "This isn't the right time. Because I don't think you are in the right frame of mind."
"You can't tell me how I'm feeling, Jensen," Katherine insisted.
"Few days ago, you wanted nothing to do with me... Wouldn't even talk to me for more than five minutes... But your father dies, you bury him and suddenly you want me again? That's messed up"
"So? I'm just trying to move on" Katherine said. "You don't expect me to grieve forever do you?"
"No I don't," Jensen replied. "But I know you. And I know you are doing this for the wrong reasons. You are trying so hard to move on so fast... But grief doesn't work that way."