He didn’t want to come yet. But she raised her arms onto the pillow and commanded, “Hold medown.”
When he clasped her wrists, she wrapped her legs around his back. And he was powerless to stop the onslaught ofpleasure.
“Taylor, I’m going tocome.”
“Look at me.” She arched toward him and he sunk in deeper, the orgasm at the very brink. “Yes, oh,yes.”
Taylor’s sexy command sent him over the edge, but it was her ocean-blue eyes that seeped into his soul. Nothing timid about the woman writhing beneath him. Nothing timid atall.
He waited until he could catch his breath. Then, he rolled her onto him. “Wow, you’re a wildthing.”
Instead of resting her head on his chest, she kissed him. Deep, full of emotion, and sexy as hell. When she ended the embrace, she smiled. And he smiled inreturn.
Leaning up on her elbow, she combed her fingers through his hair. He caressed her shoulder and tucked her hair behind her ear. And he kissed her, again andagain.
“When I look in the mirror, I see everything I don’t like,” she said, her voice hushed. “You make me feel beautiful andsexy.”
“Youarebeautiful.” He framed her face in his hands and dropped a soft kiss on her mouth. “Damned sexy with a killer body, too.” Her cute smile landed in his heart. “I need two minutes in the bathroom. If you’re not here when I come out, I’m going to break down the door to get to you.” He flipped her over, kissed the hell out of her, and pushed out ofbed.
He returned to find her sitting up in bed, dressed in a hotel robe. She’d propped up his pillows and had folded back thelinens.
“Hi.” She patted themattress.
“Hello, gorgeous,” he said as he relaxed onto thepillows.
After covering his legs with the linens, she said, “I want to understand why there’s no kink at thisresort.”
“No shop talk.” Beneath the linens, he stroked her barethigh.
“This isimportant.”
“My mistakes aren’t up fordiscussion.”
“And I’m a total mess in front of a mirror while you encourage me to watch us. There are no words for how difficult that is forme.”
“You’re comparing two completely different things.” Frustration tinged hiswords.
“I’m so insecure about my body that I had to put on a mask and pretend to be someone else.” Pausing, she bowed her head. “And I’m not sexually experienced, either. It would be much easier if I continued booking fun events and never discussed the kink. But I’d be ignoring the real issue. Playing it safe isn’tworking.”
Silence.
A throbbing in his temple replaced the lingering pleasure.He didnotwant to discuss his life and the choices he’dmade.
She turned toward him, pulled her knees to her chest, and caressed his chest. Her soft touch slowed his hammering heart. Then, she shot him a sweet smile of encouragement. “Please trust me,” shemurmured.
Trust did not come easily to Jagger. “If you want me to trust you, let’s start with thetruth.”
“Okay.”
The sincerity in her eyes urged him forward. “When we were alone at the hotel, why didn’t you tell me your realname?”
“I would never have had the courage to stay with you.” Her cheeks flushed with color. “Being Raven empowered me. I’m sorry I told you I was avet.”
He acknowledged her with a nod. “I confided that my family was homeless. Why the story about your aunt dying on thestreets?”
Sadness bled from her eyes. “Iwasbeing honest about that, Jagger. My Auntie Patty did live with us throughout my childhood and she died homeless. It wreckedme.”
Forgiveness washed over him as he peered into her eyes. “I’m sorry for your loss.” Now, he could move forward. But shouldhe?
