He nodded. “But I’m not sure this is a good idea. We should ease into intimacy.”
“Oh, I agree,” she said, her hand rising to swirl around the head and back down where she fondled his balls. “We should definitely ease into it.” Keira released his dick and pushed him onto his back. “Maybe I won’t be so weirded out if I’m not held down.”
He lay on his back, his hands held out to the side as if he was afraid to touch her. “Are you sure you’re ready?”
“Only one way to find out.” She sat up, then swung her leg over him and came up on her knees, straddling his torso. Keira held out her hand. “Protection?”
Rogue’s lips twisted into a wry grin as he reached for the wallet he’d tossed on the nightstand, quickly plucking a packet from inside.
Keira took it from him and scooted down his legs until his cock rose before her, stiff, hard and glorious. She tore the packet open. Before she applied it, she bent to touch the tip with her tongue, running it around the rim.
Rogue sucked in a breath and held it.
Eager to feel him inside, Keira rolled the condom down the length of his shaft and paused to fondle his balls, loving that his body tensed beneath her. Then she moved up over him, leaned down and kissed him. He opened to her, meeting her tongue in a long, sensuous caress that left her breathless and more than ready to take him into her.
She rose on her knees, braced her hand on his chest and lowered herself until he pressed against her slick entrance.
Slowly, she lowered herself, taking him into her, her juices coating him, making him slide deeper until she was fully seated against him, where she paused, allowing her body to adjust to his girth. With him inside her, filling her to full, she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his.
Eager to get this party started, she rose to her knees.
Rogue’s cock slipped out to the very tip.
He groaned and reached for her. “May I?”
“Touch me?” she asked. “Yes, please.”
Rogue gripped her hips and brought her down, gently.
Keira rocked up again. Rogue brought her down, the friction igniting her blood, her body and her mind. Up and down she moved, intensity increasing with speed.
Rogue’s hands tightened on her hips as he helped her set the pace.
Keira threw back her head and rode him, the tension building to a peak. She launched as he thrust up once more, hard and deep, and then held her tightly against him, his cock throbbing to the pulse of her own release.
Keira lay down on top of Rogue, his warmth grounding her—a perfect encore to their lovemaking.
His arms wrapped loosely around her. If she wanted, she could get away.
“Wow,” she whispered. “Now I get it.”
Rogue chuckled, his chest vibrating beneath her. “Get what?”
“What all the fuss is about,” she whispered against his ear. “I didn’t know sex could feel like that. The longing, the consummating, the afterglow. It’s the whole package.”
“You’re an amazing woman, Keira Davies. Brave, beautiful and incredible to make love with.”
“You’re not so bad yourself,” she said. “Thank you for being patient with me.”
“It was absolutely worth it.” He leaned up and captured her mouth with his. “Now, sleep. We have a lot to consider tomorrow. You’ll need all your strength and brainpower.”
He rolled her onto her side, retaining their connection a little longer.
Keira had never felt quite so relaxed.
As she drifted off, she wondered what her future would hold. If they managed to pull off Lily’s rescue, would they live long enough to bring down such an entrenched organization as the Kaufman Syndicate, or would the tentacles be too far-reaching that powerful people wouldn’t allow it to happen?
Those thoughts whirled without taking hold as another, even more important, emerged in her semi-dream state.
