Smiling, I pull her into my arms again. “Yeah. I’m not an idiot. I’m terrified of her.”
Fee reaches out and touches my chin, pulling it down to kiss me softly. Both of us groan when heat quickly overtakes us. My hands cradle her hips and my cock bumps at her belly.
“Is he trying to find his way home again?” She snorts.
“Obviously.” Leaning down to whisper in her ear, I mutter, “Don’t worry, I’ll get my gps and we’ll help him tonight. We can work on this all night if we need to.”
She grins wickedly. “I think that that sounds perfect, Monroe.”
“Good. Now let’s get this mess cleaned up, open up the store and get this day done so we can go home.”
“I can’t wait.”
CHAPTER 13
Fiona
His eyes are closed, his breathing deep and peaceful as we drift in a kind of half-sleep. The deeper lines on his smooth cheeks have smoothed out and he’s even more gorgeous than he was earlier. Every second we’re together, I feel more drawn to him.
“You’re staring at me, Fee.”
“You’re beautiful, Monroe.”
He snorts and his dark eyes open, glowing with happiness and love like I never even dared to think I deserved.
“Men can’t be beautiful, Fee.”
“They absolutely can. And you’re even more beautiful on the inside than you are on the outside.” I lean over and nibble his lip, pulling it between my teeth. “And you are damn gorgeous on the outside.”
His eyes widen and he sighs. “You’re gonna make me blush.”
“You can take it.”
He rolls me under him and I feel the first faint stirrings of his cock against my hip again. We’ve barely finished but my body heats up within seconds. His mouth touches mine, sinking deep and kissing me so hard that I don’t even know where he ends and I begin.
His hands roam along my side and I laugh, convulsing so hard that I bash my head into his chin.
“Ouch!” He growls.
Rubbing my head, I narrow my eyes at him. “Oddly enough, you seem to have a very hard head, Mr. Stephens.”
“It’s genetic,” he growls.
But then he kisses me and his hands rove up and down my curves, lovingly tracing them, devouring my lips and growling under his breath.
His cock hardens again and I fall into the feel of him around me. The way I feel so dainty and tiny with him. Like no matter what, he will protect me.
He slides inside me and we fall into the rhythm of lovemaking. His hands touch mine and he draws them up over my head, suckling my mouth and drawing me deeper into lust.
Passion crests and I moan, my body shuddering and falling apart under him as he groans and thrusts deeper, faster, harder.
“Yes, yes, yes!” I holler, pleasure washing over me.
He holds me tighter and his thrusts are wild and maddening as he finally comes inside me, his pulsing release setting off another explosion of pleasure inside me.
White paints my vision and sights and sounds disappear, leaving only the feel of him inside me and the pleasure he brings me.
He falls on top of me and I grunt as he rolls off and throws his arm over his face, panting.
