“I probably should.”
“Maybe.But you don’t.”
My hand cupped her jaw.Warm skin.Soft.She leaned into the touch like she’d been waiting for permission to rest.
“Last chance,” I murmured.
She rose on her toes and brushed her mouth against mine.Light.Tentative.Enough to steal my breath.
“Don’t stop.”
That was all it took.
I kissed her like I meant it -- like I couldn’t afford to waste a single second.My hands knew her, every curve and familiar line, and I traced them with care, with reverence, as much to steady myself as to ground her.Jade melted into me, and the world shrank down to warmth and breath and the steady thrum of our hearts finally finding the same rhythm.
When I lifted her and carried her toward the bedroom, she laughed softly against my mouth -- quiet, breathless, real -- and the sound hit me straight in the chest.I set her down gently, like she was something precious, something worth protecting, and brushed my thumb along her cheek.
“I’ve got you,” I told her.
I pushed her against the wall and pinned her there with one hand on her neck, claiming her as mine.My other hand trailed down her body, grazing over every inch of skin it touched.Slowly, I removed her – my – hoodie and shirt, revealing her lacy black bra that pushed her breasts up enticingly.I groaned as I cupped them in my hands, teasing her nipples, which hardened under my touch.“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I murmured against her ear, feeling a surge of possessiveness course through me.She moaned in response, arching into my touch.
Undressing her slowly, deliberately, I threw back my head and growled low in my throat when she wiggled out of my sweat pants and let them drop to the floor.
My cock throbbed against my zipper, and I couldn’t wait any longer.
Hooking a finger in the waistband of her lacy thong, I tugged it down with slow deliberation until she was standing before me completely naked.My gaze traveled up and down her body.She bit her lower lip and looked up at me with those big eyes that always made my heart race.
“You have the prettiest fucking body I’ve ever seen.”I groaned, unable to resist taking advantage of this moment to assert my dominance over her.And then without warning, I grabbed hold of both sides of her face and kissed her hard -- punishing yet possessive -- until she melted into me completely.
I picked her up, making sure to get a good feel of those luscious ass cheeks pressed against my rock-hard cock as I did so, then kicked off my shoes before laying back on the bed with her straddling my hips.Her eyes were dark pools of desire as she leaned down toward me hungrily.
I flipped us and grabbed hold of her wrists, pinning them above her head on either side of the mattress before plunging my tongue deep into her waiting mouth again.I snaked my other hand down between our bodies until it found what I was searching for -- that tiny sliver of bare skin between her legs.“You’re so fucking wet for me.”I circled one finger gently around her clit.
She moaned against my mouth.She reached up, fingers tracing the patch on my cut with something like reverence.“Kane.”
The way she said my name was enough to set my blood on fire.I pressed my lips to hers again, harder this time.No more hesitation.No more holding back.Her mouth opened under mine, and I tasted coffee and something sweeter -- trust, maybe.Desire.The kiss deepened, her tongue sliding against mine as her hands fisted in my shirt.
“Too many clothes,” she murmured against my mouth.
I couldn’t agree more.I quickly ditched my clothes, tossing them aside.When her fingers grazed my abs, I sucked in a breath.“Careful, sweetheart.”
“Why?”A hint of challenge sparked in her eyes.
“Because I’ve wanted you since I first saw you,” I admitted, voice rough.“And I’m hanging on by a thread here.”
She pressed her palm flat against my heart.“Then let go.”
Those words snapped something inside me.I kissed a path down her throat, feeling her pulse race against my lips.
A blush spread across her skin.“Kane…”
I lowered my head, taking one nipple into my mouth.She arched beneath me, a soft moan escaping her lips as I swirled my tongue around the sensitive peak.My hand found her other breast, kneading gently.
Her back arched, her body responding to every touch like she’d been waiting for this moment as long as I had.I couldn’t get enough of her taste, the soft sounds she made when I sucked harder, the way her fingers clutched at my shoulders.
“Fuck.”I groaned against her skin.“I’ve thought about this.About you.Under me.Over me.Every damn way.”
I moved to her other breast, giving it the same attention while my hand slid down her stomach, feeling her muscles jump beneath my palm.Then I reached between her thighs.
