“Needy girl,” he murmurs, kissing the underside of my breast as his thumb glides across my nipple.
“Yes. Anything. More.”
He chuckles against my skin. “Are you wet for me, princess?”
I moan when he flicks his tongue over my nipple. Back and forth.
He yanks at the last buttons on the shirt then spreads his hand over my soft stomach, trailing it lower. He goes still, then lifts his head and meets my gaze.
I didn’t put on panties after my bath tonight. I hoped... no Ilongedfor this.
His throaty purr of approval rolls over me as his hand dips between my thighs.
“Bronco.”
“That’s it, princess.” His fingers slide through my wet folds. “You like that?”
I rock my hips, beyond words.
His lips find mine again as his fingers explore. He moves them back and forth, driving my pleasure higher. His thumb circles my clit, then he presses against my entrance.
My body parts, welcoming him in.
He strokes and teases, building the fire inside me to unimaginable heights.
I’ve never felt this way.
I must utter the words aloud, because he presses a tender kiss to my lips and whispers, “Neither have I, princess.”
His confession takes me higher. Knowing he’s as affected as I am makes this moment more special. It’s not just two people finding pleasure in the darkness.
It’s Bronco and me, together.
“Come for me,” he murmurs against my throat.
His fingers blur across my heat, building the pressure until I can’t take any more. It breaks like a wave over me, dragging me under with pure bliss.
Seconds pass. Maybe days.
When my eyes flutter open, he hovers over me, pure satisfaction on his handsome face.
“Beautiful,” he says, lowering down beside me. Bronco pulls me against his chest and wraps his body around mine.
I reach for him, wanting to make him feel good too.
He captures my hand and brings it to his lips, pressing a lingering kiss there. “Tonight is for you, princess.”
I jut my chin at him. “Then tomorrow is for you.”
A slow, sexy grin crosses his face. “Deal.”
Tucking me against his side, he settles his arm around me and holds me close.
I want this every night. Maybe it’s too soon to think such things, but it’s the truth in my heart. I don’t know what will happen when he’s not being paid to protect me. He could walk away without a backward glance.
The thought makes my stomach clench.
I’m afraid he will.
