“Please tell me you have one,” I rasped.
He pushed himself up on his elbows. “Give me a minute.”
And with a fleeting kiss to my lips, he was off me and prowling to his bag as naked as the day he was born. The sight was enough to make my breathing accelerate all over again. His powerful, well-muscled body moved with easy grace, and he carried himself with an air of confidence that was drawing me in.
I’d never considered myself to be attracted to a man’s legs, but his firm and toned ones were works of art. My gaze got stuck on his perfectly shaped glutes before moving up to his carved back and wide shoulders.
He pulled something out of the side pocket of his bag and stood back up.
When he turned, I was hit with a sculpted chest, lightly sprinkled with hair. But where his body was powerful, his face was mesmerizing. He had ruggedly handsome features, full lips, and smooth olive skin.
He had a few fine scars running along the side of his cheek and jaw, the lines light and almost even. The slight imperfections only added to his appeal.
His dark curly hair was cut short, and I wondered what it would look like if he grew it out
He stalked back to the bed, not wasting any time before getting into the same position we’d been in.
“Now where were we?”
I grinned at him and directed his mouth back to mine. He didn’t need any more encouragement, and the fire inside that had dimmed came roaring back to life as soon as our lips touched.
When my breathing once again became choppy, he lined himself up. I held his gaze when he entered me, unable to look away. My body was on sensation overload. He stretched me in the best way and at the same time looked at me like I was his most prized possession.
A girl could get used to this. Even if she shouldn’t. I just had to keep reminding myself of that.
He started moving, and I saw rainbows. I thought I’d never experience anything as delicious as his mouth again, but I’d just been proven wrong. Because whatever he was doing to me brought me close to the edge and then pushed me over.
Gunner followed, his movements erratic, his breathing as ragged as mine.
So this is what it can feel like.
I think he just ruined me for all other men.
He placed openmouthed kisses all over my neck and chest as if he couldn’t get enough. I felt the same way, running my hands up and down his body, my legs tangled with his.
He eventually pulled back, and I reluctantly released him.
“Be right back,” he said, his gaze lingering on mine.
I nodded, my lids already half closed. He’d worn me out.
When he joined me in bed a few minutes later and pulled me into his side, I curled around him and promptly fell asleep.
Guess a near-death experience and thorough workout would make anyone sleepy.
9
A handover my mouth woke me up with a start.
“Someone’s here,” Gunner whispered close to my ear.
My body, which had been prepped for flight, stilled.How did they find us so quickly?
“I’m going to check out how many there are. Get dressed and hide in the bathtub.”
I nodded against his hand. He let go, replacing his hand with his mouth. After a hard kiss, he disappeared and I slid out of bed, picking yesterday’s jeans and T-shirt up off the floor. I didn’t have time to find something new to wear.
Once dressed, I army-crawled to the kitchen and to Killer’s cage sitting on the counter. He was busy sniffing his food, oblivious to what was about to happen.
