She smiled, and the beauty in the expression warmed the amber of her eyes. She didn’t hide anything from him in that smile, and his heart did funny leaps as she continued to hold his stare.
She leaned closer, or he did, and the kiss they shared transcended lust and affection into something more.
He took her by the hand and walked her to the bedroom, where they both hurried to undress. Joining her on the bed, he loomed over her, watching her watch him as he entered her so slowly. “Feel me.”
“I do.”
And he knew she meant so much more than just the press of flesh.
They moved as one, the pace slow, steady, and glorious as they came together, no worries or fears between them.
Lying there, a part of her, Deacon felt love. And he felt fear as never before. Because now he had something that could be taken away, something he’d never thought he’d have to lose.
He held her tightly, kissing the top of her head, stroking her hair. She wrapped an arm around his chest, and he never wanted the moment to end.
“We have to go,” they said simultaneously.
He sighed. “Yeah. Laying here is doing nothing for us except exhausting me. You’re a very demanding lover.”
She leaned up and gave him a mischievous grin, her hair a waterfall of gold spilling over her shoulders and tickling her breasts. He knew she hated hearing it, but the woman was stunning.
“Did I tire you out, already?” she taunted.
“Well, I’m conscious that you’re fragile, so I’m doing my best not make you cry out in agony again.”
She poked him in the chest. “It was a muscle cramp, you idiot. My legs only stretch so far.”
Warmth stirred. “Yeah, about that. We never did finish what we started last night.”
She blushed. “We did too. We had sex a bazillion times. And then today.”
“Yeah, but we didn’t get to the other thing.” He palmed her ass, still aroused at thoughts of taking her there someday.
“What other thing?”
He stroked her firm glutes.
She cocked her head. “Huh?”
“My dick in your ass,” he said slowly. “Do you want me to spell it out? I was trying to be subtle.”
“Ohhh.Thatthing.” She smirked at him. “Dream on. I’d have to be totally in love with you to go down that road again.”
In love with you.His pulse quickened. “Again?”
“I let Kyle talk me into anal. It was a favorite thing of his to do. Eh. Never did much for me.”
“That’s because he wasn’t doing it right.” Deacon kept her firmly on top of him. “So, what do I have to do to sell you this car, Ms. Hansen? What would entice you to let me have all of you?” Body, heart, and soul.
“Hmm. I’ll have to think about it.” She cupped his cheek and brought her face back down to his. “What would you give me for a shot at my fine tush?”
He chuckled. “Fine? Try smokin’ hot.” What would he give her? “I’ll give you whatever you want, Blondie. Anything at all.”
“What if I asked you to be my personal slave for a few days? You sure do make a killer stew out of crap ingredients. I could use a man of your skills.”
“And that’s got nothing on my tongue.” He wiggled his brows.
Her gaze darkened. She kissed him, keeping it light, comforting.
