Do not go back. That phrase kept repeating itself in his mind as he took long strides away from the brig.
What possessed him to kiss her? The second she plastered her mouth to his he'd known he should shove her away. How dare she use seduction? How dare she exploit his weakness?
His body betrayed him. Damn it for craving her touch. Her kiss.
He'd come close to taking her against the wall. Thrusting into her body, indulging after abstaining for so long. And he would have f*****g loved it. Despite the time apart, he all too clearly remembered how it felt to be deep inside her. The pleasure...
Good thing he'd come to his senses.
Barely. Even now, he fought an urge to turn around, to release her from her prison, to free her from her clothes. He couldn't. Wouldn't.
Requiring distraction,
