slowly she thought she’d have to scream at him to go faster. His glacial pace made her feel stretched to the point of pain, invaded.
Completely conquered.
She couldn’t get enough. She wanted to melt into his skin, fuse together with him so they were one.
And then they were. He was buried deep and didn’t seem in too much of a hurry to move again.
“Damn, you’re tight.” He’d lowered his head so he could whisper in her ear, the stubble on his cheek rasping against hers. “I can feel your muscles still pulsing around me.”
“I want you to move, John.”
“Say my name again.”
“John. Please.”
He groaned, his heated breath bathing the side of her neck as he slowly flexed his hips and retreated until his cock nearly slipped free.
“John.”
He plunged forward, hard this time. “Keep saying my name and I’ll give you anything you want.”
“John.”
She chanted his name as he filled her over and over, his hips snapping forward as her ankles locked at the small of his back to hold on. The bed rocked with his thrusts, but she barely moved because he had her trapped beneath him.
Time became inconsequential.
His mouth dipped to cover hers and his kiss was long and languid, firing the heat in her blood. When he finally broke away to suck in a deep breath, his pace picked up.
His hips churned faster, and she felt another orgasm cresting, burning her.
When she came, her hips lifted into his, trying to get him as deep as she could until she felt him groan, his cock pulsing inside her, his mouth sealing hers again.
How the hell was she ever going to leave him?
Chapter Four
Kaine murmured the spell that would keep John asleep while she slipped out of his bed and out the door.
The clock on the bedside table said 2:08 a.m. and she had to leave. Right now. If she stayed another minute, watching him sleep, she was afraid she’d never have the strength to go.
Her stomach clenched into a tight ball and her heart beat like a trapped bird. Her tongue tripped over the simple spell and she forced herself to take a deep breath and begin again.
If he woke while she was sneaking out…he’d have questions. Maybe he’d ask to see her again and she’d have to lie and say okay and give him a false cell number.
And if he didn’t… If he patted her on the ass, said “Hey, it was great, see ya around” and sent her on her way…
That might just kill her.
No, this was for the best.
When she felt the spell take hold, felt the slight disturbance in the energy around him, she slid out of bed and forced herself to get the hell out of his bedroom. Her clothing lay scattered across the living area, a visual reminder of the intensity with which he’d wanted her. Hell, he’d practically devoured her.
John had made her feel desired. As if he couldn’t breathe without touching her just one more time.
She’d felt loved.
Shaking her head at the complete and utter bullshit running through it, she dressed as quickly as she could. She was pulling on her boots when she realized someone had just opened the front door.
With a gasp, she stood to see a woman standing in the doorway, staring at her with wide eyes as her mouth hung open.
Kaine registered the other woman’s fear first and foremost before she realized that this was John’s sister, Evie. She’d changed her hair color and had it cut since the last time Kaine had seen her. The changes made her look… Well, normal was the only thing Kaine could come up with.
Before, John’s younger sister had looked a little wild. A little out of control, on the edge.
Now, she just looked normal.
And scared.
Kaine forced a sheepish smile and raised her hand in greeting. “Hi.” Evie didn’t move. She stayed in the doorway as if ready to run at any second.
So Kaine kept moving, slowly so as not to scare her any more than she already was.
She picked up her hoodie and pulled it over her head. “Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you. I was just on my way out.
Completely conquered.
She couldn’t get enough. She wanted to melt into his skin, fuse together with him so they were one.
And then they were. He was buried deep and didn’t seem in too much of a hurry to move again.
“Damn, you’re tight.” He’d lowered his head so he could whisper in her ear, the stubble on his cheek rasping against hers. “I can feel your muscles still pulsing around me.”
“I want you to move, John.”
“Say my name again.”
“John. Please.”
He groaned, his heated breath bathing the side of her neck as he slowly flexed his hips and retreated until his cock nearly slipped free.
“John.”
He plunged forward, hard this time. “Keep saying my name and I’ll give you anything you want.”
“John.”
She chanted his name as he filled her over and over, his hips snapping forward as her ankles locked at the small of his back to hold on. The bed rocked with his thrusts, but she barely moved because he had her trapped beneath him.
Time became inconsequential.
His mouth dipped to cover hers and his kiss was long and languid, firing the heat in her blood. When he finally broke away to suck in a deep breath, his pace picked up.
His hips churned faster, and she felt another orgasm cresting, burning her.
When she came, her hips lifted into his, trying to get him as deep as she could until she felt him groan, his cock pulsing inside her, his mouth sealing hers again.
How the hell was she ever going to leave him?
Chapter Four
Kaine murmured the spell that would keep John asleep while she slipped out of his bed and out the door.
The clock on the bedside table said 2:08 a.m. and she had to leave. Right now. If she stayed another minute, watching him sleep, she was afraid she’d never have the strength to go.
Her stomach clenched into a tight ball and her heart beat like a trapped bird. Her tongue tripped over the simple spell and she forced herself to take a deep breath and begin again.
If he woke while she was sneaking out…he’d have questions. Maybe he’d ask to see her again and she’d have to lie and say okay and give him a false cell number.
And if he didn’t… If he patted her on the ass, said “Hey, it was great, see ya around” and sent her on her way…
That might just kill her.
No, this was for the best.
When she felt the spell take hold, felt the slight disturbance in the energy around him, she slid out of bed and forced herself to get the hell out of his bedroom. Her clothing lay scattered across the living area, a visual reminder of the intensity with which he’d wanted her. Hell, he’d practically devoured her.
John had made her feel desired. As if he couldn’t breathe without touching her just one more time.
She’d felt loved.
Shaking her head at the complete and utter bullshit running through it, she dressed as quickly as she could. She was pulling on her boots when she realized someone had just opened the front door.
With a gasp, she stood to see a woman standing in the doorway, staring at her with wide eyes as her mouth hung open.
Kaine registered the other woman’s fear first and foremost before she realized that this was John’s sister, Evie. She’d changed her hair color and had it cut since the last time Kaine had seen her. The changes made her look… Well, normal was the only thing Kaine could come up with.
Before, John’s younger sister had looked a little wild. A little out of control, on the edge.
Now, she just looked normal.
And scared.
Kaine forced a sheepish smile and raised her hand in greeting. “Hi.” Evie didn’t move. She stayed in the doorway as if ready to run at any second.
So Kaine kept moving, slowly so as not to scare her any more than she already was.
She picked up her hoodie and pulled it over her head. “Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you. I was just on my way out.
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