You deserved to know.”
He leant back, holding her gaze. “Just tell me this. With everything that happened to your mother, why didn’t you get our marriage annulled or petition for a divorce? Hell, after the way you reacted, I would have given you either.”
Her expression sobered as her lips pulled tight. “How do you divorce the only man you know you’ll ever love? You were the one, Sawyer.” She paused, looking as if she wasn’t sure whether to continue or not. Then she sighed, smiling at him again. “You still are. I couldn’t, so I just waited for you to take the initiative, but you never did either and…” She took a few steps back, crossing her arms on her chest. “I’m sorry I woke you. But you really should try to get some sleep. One of us should be coherent tomorrow, and I seriously doubt it’ll be me. I’ll watch some television until I drift off. The nightmares don’t usually come back.”
She headed for the other end of the room when he vaulted off the couch, dashing across the room and pinning her to the wall before she could do more than gasp. Her chest pressed against his as her breath came in heavy pants, her lips dangerously close to his. He trapped her between his arms, keeping them on either side of her head as he lowered his face, brushing his mouth across hers.
“Do you honestly think I’m going back to bed after a confession like that? You know me better than that, darling. And considering we’re still legally married…I don’t see any reason I shouldn’t take you to bed.” He nipped at her lower lip this time, smiling at the raw rasp that rumbled between them. “Tell me you don’t want this, and I’ll walk away. For good this time.”
She drew a shaky breath, licking her lip when he released it. Her gaze searched his face before a small smile lifted the edges of her mouth. “I can’t do that. It’d be a lie.”
“In that case, I suggest you take a deep breath, because it’s about time we consummated this marriage.”
Chapter Four
Sawyer gave her just enough time to anticipate his move before leaning forward and claiming her mouth. Her lips moulded to his, soft and smooth, as he savoured the feel of her skin against his. He didn’t rush, despite the urgent need throbbing through him, making his cock feel like a brand against his stomach. But after everything he’d heard, he knew she needed something more than a hot fuck against the wall.
Mallory eased in his arms, opening her mouth on a gentle sigh. He took her unspoken invitation and slipped his tongue inside, tasting the heady flavour of whisky mixed with a familiar tang that was unmistakably hers. She moaned, and he deepened the kiss, sliding one hand off the wall and behind her head, while his other hand curled around her back, pulling her tight to him. She didn’t fight his possession, but countered it, wrapping one hand around his neck as the other fisted his briefs, anchoring his groin to hers.
He accepted her challenge, grinding his cock against her pussy, revelling in her breathy gasp. She let her head fall back against the wall when he finally released her, looking at him through half-lidded eyes. Her lips glistened in the pale moonlight, slightly swollen from his kisses, while a delightful blush coloured her cheeks. Her gaze dropped to his crotch, and she licked her lips as his shaft pulsed against the thin fabric of his shorts, tenting the material with its weight.
She looked up at him, raising an eyebrow in question. The simple act flared the head of his penis and he had to squeeze his muscles to keep from creaming his shorts. Damn, she wanted to suck him off, and while his cock wholeheartedly agreed, he knew his need was too raw to allow her that pleasure.
He leaned in, licking her bottom lip before planting a gentle kiss on the corner of her mouth. “As much as I’d love to watch those pretty lips stretch around me, I’m afraid I have other plans.” He chuckled when she pouted
He leant back, holding her gaze. “Just tell me this. With everything that happened to your mother, why didn’t you get our marriage annulled or petition for a divorce? Hell, after the way you reacted, I would have given you either.”
Her expression sobered as her lips pulled tight. “How do you divorce the only man you know you’ll ever love? You were the one, Sawyer.” She paused, looking as if she wasn’t sure whether to continue or not. Then she sighed, smiling at him again. “You still are. I couldn’t, so I just waited for you to take the initiative, but you never did either and…” She took a few steps back, crossing her arms on her chest. “I’m sorry I woke you. But you really should try to get some sleep. One of us should be coherent tomorrow, and I seriously doubt it’ll be me. I’ll watch some television until I drift off. The nightmares don’t usually come back.”
She headed for the other end of the room when he vaulted off the couch, dashing across the room and pinning her to the wall before she could do more than gasp. Her chest pressed against his as her breath came in heavy pants, her lips dangerously close to his. He trapped her between his arms, keeping them on either side of her head as he lowered his face, brushing his mouth across hers.
“Do you honestly think I’m going back to bed after a confession like that? You know me better than that, darling. And considering we’re still legally married…I don’t see any reason I shouldn’t take you to bed.” He nipped at her lower lip this time, smiling at the raw rasp that rumbled between them. “Tell me you don’t want this, and I’ll walk away. For good this time.”
She drew a shaky breath, licking her lip when he released it. Her gaze searched his face before a small smile lifted the edges of her mouth. “I can’t do that. It’d be a lie.”
“In that case, I suggest you take a deep breath, because it’s about time we consummated this marriage.”
Chapter Four
Sawyer gave her just enough time to anticipate his move before leaning forward and claiming her mouth. Her lips moulded to his, soft and smooth, as he savoured the feel of her skin against his. He didn’t rush, despite the urgent need throbbing through him, making his cock feel like a brand against his stomach. But after everything he’d heard, he knew she needed something more than a hot fuck against the wall.
Mallory eased in his arms, opening her mouth on a gentle sigh. He took her unspoken invitation and slipped his tongue inside, tasting the heady flavour of whisky mixed with a familiar tang that was unmistakably hers. She moaned, and he deepened the kiss, sliding one hand off the wall and behind her head, while his other hand curled around her back, pulling her tight to him. She didn’t fight his possession, but countered it, wrapping one hand around his neck as the other fisted his briefs, anchoring his groin to hers.
He accepted her challenge, grinding his cock against her pussy, revelling in her breathy gasp. She let her head fall back against the wall when he finally released her, looking at him through half-lidded eyes. Her lips glistened in the pale moonlight, slightly swollen from his kisses, while a delightful blush coloured her cheeks. Her gaze dropped to his crotch, and she licked her lips as his shaft pulsed against the thin fabric of his shorts, tenting the material with its weight.
She looked up at him, raising an eyebrow in question. The simple act flared the head of his penis and he had to squeeze his muscles to keep from creaming his shorts. Damn, she wanted to suck him off, and while his cock wholeheartedly agreed, he knew his need was too raw to allow her that pleasure.
He leaned in, licking her bottom lip before planting a gentle kiss on the corner of her mouth. “As much as I’d love to watch those pretty lips stretch around me, I’m afraid I have other plans.” He chuckled when she pouted
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