Sitnikov snarled something that was probably a swear in Russian. "I should just take from you what I want and be done with it. I shouldn't f*****g care what you want, woman."
Jane cautiously brought a hand up between them and placed it against his chest, and said almost wonderingly, "But you do."
He said nothing for a moment, but finally jerked his head in a nod, his thick jaw clenched in annoyance. "I will give you more time."
Jane relaxed slightly in his hold, feeling relief that more time was being added to the invisible clock he held over her head. She wouldn't be forced into a relationship with him yet. He was so intense, so overwhelming. She couldn't imagine being a part of his life.
"If " he said, his voice becoming deeper.
Jane went rigid.
"If you let me touch you tonight. I
