Page 117 of Bones

Take me.

Make me yours.

My voice came out thick. “I didn’t know you could do that.”

“Been a long time since I have,” he said from right behind me, his rumble just as gruff.

Heated.

I barely had time to turn toward him before I was up and being carried through the space. His mouth covered mine as he walked, dominating it in the way that set fire to my veins.

Releasing his tight hold on my ass, he lowered me to stand before gripping the shirt I wore and tearing it over my head. His hand spanned my ribs right under my breast, and he tugged me toward him as he ducked to trace my scar with his tongue. Not avoiding it. Not focusing on it until it made me uncomfortable. Just showing me that he wasn’t disgusted by it before moving on to tease the swells of my breast, following along the line of my bra.

I frantically pushed at the white suit coat. He looked good. But he looked better in his flannels and jeans.

And I knew for a fact that he looked best in nothing at all.

Clothes were hastily tossed aside as our hands and lips connected with any skin within reach. Running my fingertips down the hair that lined his abs, I shoved his slacks off to find he wasn’t wearing boxers. His already hard cock sprang free.

Okay, heaven has a dress code that doesn’t include underwear.

Once we were both naked, his hand fisted in my hair as he backed me up until we reached the bed. My body went down, his following to cover it.

I was instantly surrounded by the smell of woods and a crackling fire and something better.

Something Deke and me.

“This is yours from the cabin,” I said.

It wasn’t a question, but he raised his chin anyway. “The first time I have you, it’ll be on our bed.”

Our bed.

Deft fingers teased my nipples as he kissed down my jaw. Neck.

Lower.

I knew where he was going.

And I wanted him to get there. I did.

But not right then.

Clutching his hair, I halted his progress. “It’s been hours for you, but it has been fiveverylong days for me.” I swallowed hard. “Please don’t make me wait any longer to be yours.”

“You were mine from the first moment I felt you. Since long before that.”

“Prove it.”

The challenge lit his hooded dark eyes, and like in the woods that first night, his growl was more beast than man. He reached between our bodies to fist his cock, his hand sliding up the length and back down again. Positioning himself at my entrance, he pushed the head in.

Just the head. He was barely in, and it already felt like I was going to be split in two.

His body lowered against mine with one hand pinning my hip while the other wrapped around my shoulder.

Keeping me in place where he wanted me.

Under him.

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