His steps were smooth, and his hold was protective yet gentle. When they got to the top, he headed straight for his room.
Shadow continued feasting on him as if she were starved as he covered the distance between his doorway and the bed. When he got to the edge, Digger lowered her down onto the mattress, settling himself between her thighs.
Her head fell back, and her eyelids closed as she let herself become lost in the moment. There hadn’t been many like this in her thirty-two years. Or any, if truth be told.
Not like this. Not like it was with Digger. And they’d only just begun.
Deciding to take more control of the situation, Shadow pushed her palms against his chest. The man above her froze half-a-second before pulling his lips from hers and lifting himself up so he could look her in the eyes.
“What’s wrong?” Digger’s dark brows bunched together at the center.
But Shadow simply gave him a grin as she shifted her body out from beneath his. Guiding him onto his back, she straddled his terry-clothed hips. Speaking softly, she brought her mouth back down to his.
“Nothing’s wrong,” she promised. “I just wanted to see more of you. This way makes it so much easier.”
Her fingertips traced the curves of his sculpted chest as she began a trail of small, wet kisses along his jaw. The coarse hair of his well-trimmed beard tickled her lips before her mouth moved to the smooth curve of his neck.
A kiss here. A light, playful nibble there. The edge of her teeth bit into him oh so gently, and when they did, Digger’s breath hitched, hips thrusting reflexively upward toward hers.
Shadow smiled against the dip of his collar bone as she continued making her way lower. With one hand following the lines of his muscular abs, she put her lips around one of his small, distended nipples.
Digger moaned, the deep sound filling the otherwise silent room as she used her tongue to lick and tease the tiny nub. And when she was finished there, she moved to the other, giving it the same slow, titillating attention as the first.
Shadow wanted to go faster. She wanted to rip off her clothes, pull his towel free, and fill herself with the steel rod that was currently pressing against her throbbing sex. But she forced herself to savor the moment because, as they both knew all too well, tomorrow was never guaranteed.
Moving lower, she slid her body slowly along the length of his. She didn’t stop until her feet were hanging halfway off the bed. Rising up onto her knees, she looked down at him with another sensual smile, and then Shadow reached for the towel still knotted around his waist.
The white terrycloth was fully tented, but Digger didn’t act embarrassed or ashamed in the least. Given what she’d already felt pressing against the apex of her thighs, she could understand why.
Her fingers dipped between the tanned skin of his lower abs and the thick, white material. She paused just long enough to give him time to change his mind. When he didn’t, she pulled the towel free, exposing him in all his glory.
It felt like Christmas morning as she unwrapped the most glorious gift she’d ever been given.
Reaching down, she took him into her hand, curling her fingers as far around his thick rod. Digger hissed in a breath, and she saw his eyes roll shut. Shadow smiled, loving how reactive he was to her touch.
She began sliding her fist up and down his velvet-lined shaft. Using slow, methodical movements, she focused on bringing him as much pleasure as she possible could.
Digger moaned again, his chest rising and falling with increasingly panted breaths. A drop of moisture beaded at the man’s swollen tip, and suddenly nothing could keep her from discovering his taste.
Leaning down, Shadow took him fully between her lips. A touch of warm salt hit the tip of her tongue, and she moaned around his length. His body jerked beneath her as she savored that very first taste.
“Damn, princess.” His breathy rumble gave away his obvious approval. “That feels so fucking good. But you don’t have to?—”
“Shhh…” She stopped long enough for a gentle reminder. “I don’thaveto do anything, Dig.” Her gaze slid back down to his swollen cock. “Trust me, Iwantto do this.”
Not giving him a second’s worth of time to further protest, Shadow resumed her previous torture, adding a playful little swirl of her tongue.
Digger reached for her, being careful to steer clear of the bandaged cut. His palm came to a rest at the back of her head. His fist filled with the silky strands of her hair as she moved up and down in slow, salacious slides.
She was cognizant of her recent concussion, but there was only a dull aching of pain remaining. It was nothing compared to the all-consuming pleasure she was giving, and Shadow refused to let it get in her way.
“Oh, yeah,” Digger groaned. His breaths becoming even shallower as they came at a more rapid pace.
She licked and sucked to her heart’s content, finding the perfect rhythm that seemed to be driving him mad with need. Her head continued bobbing between his strong thighs, bringing him closer and closer to that glorious edge. But just as she was certain the man in her arms was about to explode…
Digger pulled himself free, hauling her up his body and flipping her over, onto her back.
A tiny squeal of surprise escaped Shadow’s throat, but then she caught sight of his fiery gaze. His eyes were filled with a burning desire, and she smiled knowing it was all for her.
