She kissed him back, pushing past his lips and teeth into the hotness of his mouth, tasting him as he took her. She broke off only when the backs of her legs met the car's bumper and dropped her rear onto the hood.
Levi stepped back then, retreating two paces. She was about to protest when he reached into his waistband and pulled out her revolver. Flashing it at her with raised eyebrows, he set it carefully at his feet, followed by the jeweled dagger-seriously, what was with the Indiana Jones crap?-then a nine mil in a black clip-on holster and a pocket knife. He stripped off his jacket and dropped it over the lot.
"Quite the armory you've got there," Harper said, letting her purse slide to the ground at her feet and bracing against her hands on the hood as he approached again.
"Keeping it out of your reach," he said.
"Don't you trust me?" She looked up at him.
He was close now, standing between her knees. "Not a chance."
"I'm disappointed." She thrust out her lower lip in a pretend pout.
He caught the back of her neck with one hand and ducked his head so that his stubble-roughened cheek was against hers. "I don't believe that for an instant," he said, the words a low growl in her ear.
Her laugh was cut off abruptly in a gasp as his lips found the sensitive place just below her ear, kissing, sucking, nipping as he moved down to follow the edge of her deep V-neck tee. Oh, God, but he was good with that mouth….
She arched against his hand, hooking her legs behind his and pulling him against her hips and the ache there. She could feel the hard bulge against the juncture of her thighs, even through their pants, and she shivered at the sudden jolt it sent straight through her body.
Her hands went to his belt again, and this time, disarmed, he did nothing to stop them. She jerked the buckle loose, then loosened his fly, tugging it down and sliding her hands against the flat plane of his belly and under his waistband to catch his cock in her hand. It was hot, velvety, and hard, pulsing in her grip.
She felt reckless, suddenly powerful. This wasn't the Harper she knew, but she didn't care, not right now. She didn't know what had gotten into her, but she didn't want it to stop.
Levi made a noise low in his throat as she slid lower to encircle the shaft, breaking away from kissing her to catch her with his amber gaze. His tousled hair was even wilder than before, a deep flush staining his cheeks and shadowing his eyes with a deep and nameless hunger.