His mouth crashed to hers, his tongue slipping between her lips, tangling and stroking.
She groaned and leaned into him, her breasts pressing against his chest.
With a growl, he lifted her from the floor and set her onto the kitchen counter. Then his fingers were at the base of her shirt. A shirt that was his, and every time she wore it, all he wanted to do was tear it off.
He pulled it over her head and immediately reached for one of her perfect breasts, cupping her. Palming. The sounds she made when he touched her drove him wild. Made him want to lose himself in her and never be found.
He ran his thumb around her nipple in a circular motion before thrumming the hard bud back and forth.
“Your breasts are so fucking perfect,” he growled. Just like the rest of her.
He lowered his head and wrapped his lips around the nipple, and her fingers clenched in his hair. The whimpers and cries that slipped from her mouth pushed him to keep going. He sucked and tugged at her nipple, running his tongue over the bud before releasing it with a pop.
He swapped to her other breast, doing the same thing, licking and sucking, while his hand trailed down her belly and slipped into her panties. The second he stroked her, her thighs widened, her fingers lowering to his shoulders and digging into his skin.
“Kayden…” His name was a breathy whisper on her lips, and it made him want more. It made him want to hear his name said in that exact way a hundred times over.
He trailed his mouth back up her chest and neck before claiming her mouth again. God, she tasted good. Always sweet, and so infinitely unique.
He slipped a finger inside her to find her wet and so fucking ready for him. But before he could do anything, she reached for him, slipping her hand into the waistband of his briefs, and pulling out his cock.
His growl rippled and tumbled throughout the room at the feel of her fingers around him. At the way she explored his length from base to tip. Thickening him. Making him so fucking crazy, a buzzing started between his ears, blocking out every other sound.
“Tilly, when you touch me like that, I want to lose all control.”
Her mouth skimmed across his cheek before nipping his ear. “So lose control.”
Fuck. He tugged her to the edge of the counter, slipped her thong to the side, and thrust inside her, her walls stretching around him, driving him right to the fucking edge.
Her head flew back, a scream wrenching from her throat, but he slipped a hand behind her neck and tugged her back to him. His mouth crashed to hers as his tongue dove straight inside and he began to thrust, pulling almost completely out of her before pushing back in.
He did it again and again, and every time he returned to her, he felt that thing. The coming home. The returning to where he was meant to be.
When it wasn’t enough, he lifted her from the counter and turned. Her legs immediately slipped around his waist as he pressed her against the nearest wall. Then he thrust harder.Deeper. And her cries became louder, slicing through the otherwise quiet house.
Reaching between them, he stroked her clit, and when her head once again fell back, her eyes scrunching closed, he couldn’t look away. She was fucking gorgeous and free andhis. He ran his thumb in a circle around her clit as he continued to thrust, rubbing and stroking.
Until finally, she screamed, and her walls closed around his cock as she broke. He kept thrusting. Kept watching, so fucking lost in her, until he too shattered, growling as he took her mouth one more time, falling into the abyss that was Tilly.
CHAPTER 28
Home time. Finally.
Tilly had been sitting in front of this damn screen all day, to the point that everything on it was starting to blur. She should have left over an hour ago. Everyone else had except Jake. He’d actually offered to stick close to the building as he worked outside. She had a feeling it was a way of trying to make up for what he’d done. He’d already apologized, but she honestly had no idea how she felt about that.
He could have gone to her that day. Spoken to her about what she was holding instead of going behind her back and calling Eastern.
But, at the same time, what was done was done, and it couldn’t be changed. At least he was trying to make amends by offering to remain late with her. She’d stay on her own, but with everything that had happened in these mountains, that wasn’t an option.
Kayden had had to leave early to pick up Avery from school because Eastern had unexpectedly had to work late.
Finally, she shut down the computer and grabbed her bag. Before leaving, she sent a quick text to Jake.
Tilly: Just leaving now. Thanks for staying back with me.
The office was quiet and dark around her as she walked outside, then crossed the parking lot. She’d almost reached her car when her phone buzzed with a text. She expected it to be Jake, but it wasn’t.
Kayden: Hey, sorry, still at Eastern’s. Whatever he’s got going on at the station is taking him longer than he thought.
