“Kane . . .”
If I didn’t know better, I’d say he’s struggling to meet my gaze.
“Hmm?” He wipes my mound in a long, gentle stroke.
“Look at me.”
His sky-blue eyes lock onto mine, and suddenly it’s hard to breathe. My heart has never beaten this hard in my entire life. “I’ll stay tonight.”
I should be scared. Inside, I’m terrified. But I don’t want to leave. I don’t want Kane to stop touching me the way he is now. I’m falling hard, and there’s no saving me.
Kane studies me for a long second, and just as I’m about to squirm beneath his dark gaze, he places a soft kiss on my mound, right above my clit. Low light shadows his sharp features, but his eyes burn.
“Say it.” His whisper fans my skin as he slides off my jeans and underwear. The moment they hit the floor, he kneels and takes off his shirt. “Say it, baby.”
Muscles shift and tense under his tanned skin like a coiled snake, and I trail my gaze over each tattoo. He’s like an Adonis, and my hungry eyes feast on every inch of bare skin. I’m not remotely shy about checking him out.
Stripping the rest of my clothes off, Kane doesn’t give me a moment to think. A heartbeat later, my heavy breasts bounce as I fall back against his silk sheets.
Kane engulfs my breasts in his large hands, kneading the soft swells and tugging my nipples into hard little peaks. Blood rushes in my ears, and when he bends to take one nipple between his lips, my legs fall open.
“I’m yours.” My breath hitches, caught mid-moan. I shouldn’t give in to him, but I want to. My self-control has gone up in smoke.
“Say it again,” he demands before trapping my nipple between his teeth.
“I can’t focus when you do that.”
“That’s the idea.” He does it again, and my pussy clenches up tight.
“I’m yours.”
Could my voice sound any more choked?
“Yes, you are. I’m glad we’re on the same page.” He jumps up and marches his bare ass into the en-suite bathroom. Seconds later, the tub runs, and Kane re-enters the bedroom with his rippling muscles on full display, his cock half-mast. Even now, it’s impressive, swinging between his thighs.
I wet my lips, salivating for another taste. I’m sure the lust is written all over my face, but I don’t care.
Pressing his hands into the mattress, Kane brings his mouth to mine, close enough that I can almost taste him.
“Let’s have a bath,” he says low, teasing us both by brushing his lips against mine. “Calm down, baby. I can practically smell your arousal. Let’s dial it back. I want to spoil you.”
“You can spoil me while I ride your cock in the bath.”
“Or I can spoil you by washing your hair and counting all your adorable birthmarks.”
“While I ride you.”
He laughs softly and tucks an unruly strand of hair behind my ear. “How about this? You let me wash your hair before I make you come on my fingers in the bath, and then you can have my gun.”
A playful grin forms on my lips. “Will you chase me?”
“To the ends of the earth.”
“This rabbit is fast.”
“And this fox is cunning.”
I won’t lie. I’m mesmerized by his smile and pearly white teeth, the dimples in his cheeks. It’s no secret that his allure is his greatest weapon. From the little time I’ve spent with him, I’ve learned how easy it is to forget that he has the power to rip your heart out while you beg for more. He can fuck you silly one minute and then make you disappear without a trace the next.
