She gave him a small smile, as she lifted her shirt over her braless breasts and slowly, her hands went to unbutton his borrowed shirt. Her hands ran over his abs, his stomach and he closed his eyes, savouring her touch. She was like a blaze of heat and the gentlest rain all at once.
She whimpered, as he made slow circles with his palms over her breasts, she leaned towards him, and he fused her lips to hers, needing to kiss her again.
Her hands slid down to his belt buckle, and so expertly she slid it out of its loops and tossed it on the floor. Another day, he would wield it against her bare ass but tonight, now, he wanted to make love to her.
And then her hands paused on his waistband, a look of worry flashing across her face.
Xander grabbed her chin. “Stop, Angel. He’s fine and by tomorrow, all of the Bandit Brothers won’t be able to keep him down. Got it?”
She let out a shaky breath, “Okay.”
He groaned as her fingers went back to his waistband and she slid his slacks off him. He stepped out and grabbed the drawstring of her pants, bringing her close to him She laughed as he untied the knot. He held her hips as she stepped out of the loose pants
“Let’s go to bed, Angel.” He gently placed a hand on her back, as they walked towards the brightly geometric covered king bed.
Harper pulled the comforter off, pausing to fold it. Damn, she was so beautiful. He could watch her fold things naked all day. She tucked it away in the closet and smiled at him.
“Better?”“I only have eyes for you, Angel.” He pulled her against him, on the bed and her body moved in time to his gentle strokes of the tongue.
Her hands danced over his broad shoulders, over his chest, down to his hips.
Her light feather touch, fluttered down his back, her eyes bright as she slid her hands over his hard cock.
He hissed as she circled it, how could he live without this woman?
“You are so beautiful.”
His eyes held hers, as he lapped the inside of her thigh, as his tongue moved over to her folds and slowly, licked the softest, most intimate parts of her.
The sweet-salty taste of her short fired his brain and it was an effort to stay slow and gentle. “God, Xander.” She grabbed his shoulders, her hips rising off the bed.
He reached for her fingers, and she shivered, as his tongue found her clit, and he sucked gently.
She spread her legs wider, urging him in, to where she wanted him. His hands caressed the length of her and he responded to her request as he moved to position himself at her entrance, her legs wrapped around him.
With his renowned control, he slowly sunk into her, inch by inch, he took his time, watching every emotion cross her face, watching as her lips parted in an o, as her eyes closed, as her head tipped back, showing him her long column of neck. She cried out as he entered her, finally allowing himself to be deep in her and he groaned at the divine heat that gloved his cock.
“Angel, you’re all I need.” He dropped soft light kisses on her neck, as he rocked inside her. She gripped him harder with her legs, her hands pressing on his shoulders. She whimpered, and he nibbled her ear.
He held himself back, stroking deep and slow in her hot core, the scent of her all around him.
She was like a blazing furnace made for his cock. He went even deeper, her body opening to him, accommodating his want, his need.
Damn, how soft and sexy she looked, with those little pants escaping her lips, her flushed body under his.
He rocked, so damn deep in her and watched her eyes close tight, felt her muscle contract around him as the wave of pleasure erupted over her. He stayed with her, rocking deep in her until her legs started to shake.
“Angel.” Flaming desire licked his spine, and his balls drew tight. He exploded, his release hard and fast in her pussy. He collapsed forward, onto her, and stroked her brow.
She cried out his name as the wave of pleasure erupted over her, he stayed with her. He kissed her, long and tenderly, still embracing her, he shifted them, so she was spooned against him.
“I love you,” she said.He couldn’t breathe for a moment. He held her, feeling her tense in his arms. “Angel, you are my heart.” He kissed her until she softened against him again and as her eyelids closed, he tucked the sheet around her and held her close to him, surprised to feel tears on his face.
CHAPTER THIRTY-LOGAN
“There’s no use holding you, so you’re fine to go home. But rest for the next week. Take it easy, no weight lifting or anything.” The doctor levelled him with a glare. Logan wanted to reply but felt himself wincing as he sat up.
It felt like his insides had been sliced open and rearranged. It hurt to breathe and to laugh.
