He was relentless, licking and sucking and sliding his fingers inside of her, until—clutching at flannel—she moaned his name and orgasmed hard against his mouth.
The smile on his face when he finally reached for the condom packet was smug, but she didn’t call him on it because he’d certainly earned a little smugness.
Once he’d rolled on the condom, Danny paused, gazing in her eyes with a look that seemed to see into her very soul. That slow smile of his took her breath away every time, and she reached up to cup his face. She stroked his jaw, and then sucked in a breath when he caught her finger between his lips before sucking it into his mouth. The hot, wet tugging triggered an answering tug deep inside of her.
Kenzie couldn’t wait anymore. “Now, Danny.Please.”
When hefinallyreached between their bodies and guided himself into her, she closed her eyes and dug her fingers into his hips to urge him deeper. He resisted her, going slowly but filling her more completely with every stroke, until he was totally inside of her.
Danny’s body stilled, and she could feel his muscles trembling from the restraint as he bent his head and closed his mouth around her nipple. He sucked, gently at first, and then harder. When she made an impatient sound, deep in her throat, he lifted his head to grin at her. Then he lowered his lips to her other breast.
When she couldn’t take it anymore, she buried her hands in his hair and hauled his face to hers. She kissed him, dipping her tongue against his, as she lifted her hips and urged him to move.
Slowly at first, Danny obeyed. With slow, even thrusts, he moved within her. She closed her eyes and released his hair to run her hands down his neck and over his shoulders. The muscles in his back flexed with each thrust, and she trailed her nails over them.
His pace quickened, and he nipped at her mouth, then at her throat. “I’ve needed this since the first day I met you, Kenzie. Look at me.”
She opened her eyes, staring into the depths of his intense blue gaze. “Danny, please. I can’t…”
He lifted her knees, opening her even more to his body. The thrusts were deeper and harder, and Kenzie felt her breath catch in her chest. Then his thumb brushed over the sensitive nub where their bodies met. “Yes.Yes.”
The orgasm rocked her, and she pressed her fist to her mouth to keep from calling out as her back arched off the bed. She’d barely come back to earth when Danny’s breath quickened, and he groaned as he found his own release.
When he collapsed on top of her, Kenzie wrapped her arms around his shoulders to hold him close. He kissed her neck and her throat, then kissed the top of her breast, his breath still coming in quick, shallow pants.
Danny was heavy, but she didn’t mind the weight of him. She ran her fingers through his hair, over and over, and was delighted to learn his sounds of pleasure as they sounded a lot like a cat purring.
Too soon, he reached between them to hold the condom as he withdrew, and then he rolled off of her. She missed his heat immediately, but he kissed her forehead. “I’ll be right back.”
When he came out of the bathroom and climbed into the bed, she slid out her side to take her turn. She looked back before she reached the door and found him watching her. He looked sated, his mouth slightly curved into a sleepy smile.
“You like you’re about to fall asleep,” she said. “I’ll try not to wake you up when I come back to bed.”
“I’m not going to sleep. I’m recharging.” His eyes sparkled with promises of more to come, and that sleepy smile grew into a wicked grin. “I played sports when I was a kid. Trust me, I know how to make the most of a time-out.”
* * *
Danny woke early, surfacing from a deep sleep and squinting at the light streaming into his room. For a second, he thought he’d awakened because he forgot to pull the black-out shade before he crawled into bed.
Then, just as he became conscious that he couldn’t feel his right arm and there was a very warm body pressed up against his, memories of the reason he’d been so distracted he hadn’t pulled the shades he’d been pulling every night out of habit flooded his brain.
Kenzie, naked in his arms, her back arching as she moaned his name.
She stirred then, as though she was going to roll onto her back, but she stilled when she couldn’t because his naked body was there. He ran his hand over her hip and kissed her hair, not caring that his arm was numb. The alternative was Kenzie moving, and he didn’t want the use of his hand that much.
“Good morning,” she mumbled. Then her hand snaked out as though to grab her phone off the nightstand, but it wasn’t there. “I think we slept in.”
He’d been thinking it was too early to be awake, even without seeing a clock, but he also didn’t get up at four thirty every morning. “Maybe. I didn’t put my phone on the charger, so I don’t have a clock. Time doesn’t exist here.”
“I have to pee. And I need water.”
He didn’t want to let her go. Once she got out of this bed, she might not get back in it, and he wasn’t ready yet.
“I’ll be right back,” she continued, and when she snatched his T-shirt from the end of the bed where it must have landed and pulled it over her head, he smiled. She wasn’t getting dressed, so she was coming back.
He admired the way his T-shirt fell just to the bottom of her ass, hiding everything, but offering tantalizing glimpses as she walked. Then he stretched, trying to get some blood flow back to his arm. Once she was done in the en suite and headed downstairs—giving him a smile that promised she woulddefinitelybe back—he took a turn in the bathroom.
Neither of the phones turned up in the clothes littering the room, so he still didn’t know what time it was. They must have left them on the porch. He’d just pulled a pair of sweatpants out of the drawer so they’d be at hand for when they got out of bed for the second time when he heard talking.
