Page 36 of Laying it Bare on the Run

Stretching, I released a yawn. “Yeah, I’m ready. You caught me; I was kinda dozing off.” I climbed off of the swing and headed toward the door.

Cannon followed. “I was really content too.”

After stepping through the door, Cannon locked it and led me down to his room. “Did you want to grab something else to sleep in?”

“I can sleep in this.”

Inside his room, he gestured to his bed. “Get comfortable; I’m going to take a quick shower.”

“Would it be okay if I sat in the bathroom with you? I’m sorry; I know that’s probably awkward. Forget I said that.” I frowned. I could handle ten minutes alone right in the next room, right?Why did I have to open my mouth and sound really pathetic?

He tugged me into a hug before placing a kiss on the crown of my head. “It’s fine. You can sit in there while I shower. I don’t mind. Like you had said earlier, we’ve already seen each other naked.” He shot me a brief smirk before his expression grew serious. “But I want you to know, I keep my weapon in the drawer of my nightstand. And I always wear one on my ankle too except for at night when it goes in that drawer too. I should show you how to shoot one, just in case.”

“My dad taught me before he died. He actually showed both my sister and me so that we would be able to protect ourselves. I wish he would have been carrying that night and . . .”

He rubbed his hands up and down my arms for a moment. “Come on. I’ll get done quickly so you can then try to get some sleep.”

I followed him into his bathroom and plopped down on the closed toilet seat.

Like I wasn’t even in there, Cannon stripped out of his clothes and tossed them into his hamper and placed his gun on the vanity before climbing into the shower. I tried not to ogle. Okay, I in no way stopped myself from staring at his gorgeous abs as he twisted to grab his soap; his tight ass as he bent to wash his legs; and hard biceps as he flexed to shampoo his hair. And his cock, although not fully erect, called to me, reminding me of exactly how amazing it had felt when he was inside of me. Yeah, I didn’t ogle him much. But it was a great sexy distraction from my inner turmoil.

When he was finished, he hopped out, quickly dried himself off, and then wrapped the towel around his waist and grabbed his weapon. He didn’t toss out any funny quips while we were in the bathroom and I hoped it wasn’t because of a lack of interest, but that he wasn’t sure where I was mentally. But thanks to his shower show, I was in a pretty good place actually.

“You like what you see?” Cannon’s voice brought me out of my reflections.

“Very much so.” My lips curled into a saucy grin. “I’d like to experience it again too.” I clapped a hand over my mouth. “Shit, that was supposed to stay inside my thought bubble.” I didn’t want to be the aggressor but maybe he needed to be assured that I was all in, despite what had transpired a few hours ago.

“Well, I’m glad it escaped. I wanted to make sure I was reading you right. I’m pleased that I seem to be able to do so.” He took my hand and led me out to his bedroom, stopping us along the side of his bed, where he slipped his gun into his nightstand. Then he raised his hands to cup my cheeks before leaning down to press a kiss to my lips. “I’d like to taste you again, Harper, but I want you to be sure you’re up for this tonight. I’d love nothing more than to sink into your body again but you’ve just been through an immense trauma. I don’t want traces of that sneaking into our intimate time.” His eyes searched mine and I smiled, feeling like he was pulling some kind of ‘cop probing thing’ with me. But his investigative look held traces of lust so I could forgive his scrutiny.

“Did you find what you were looking for, Officer?” I tossed some sass into my question.

His lips curled into their own mischievous smile as he snaked his hands through my hair to rest on the nape of my neck. His fingers gently massaged the muscles back there. “I found exactly what I was looking for.” His lips came down on mine in a demanding kiss and I groaned into his mouth. When my lips parted, Cannon shoved his tongue inside and savagely explored my mouth. Not a single spot inside escaped his probing tongue. When his tongue curled around mine and sucked it into his mouth, my knees almost gave out. Pulling away with a loud smack, he pushed me down to sit on the bed. “Fuck, you taste amazing. I’ll be right back.”

He rushed into the bathroom, leaving me a panting mess. He returned in less than thirty seconds, holding the box of condoms.

My eyes widened.

Cannon chuckled. “We won’t need all of them, well maybe more than one.” He waggled his eyebrows at me. “But I wasn’t wasting time grabbing a couple. Besides, I think I need to start keeping them in here now.” After tossing the box onto his nightstand, Cannon stepped in front of me, the tented towel right in my line of sight.

With a flick of my hand, I released his towel and it dropped to the floor. Reaching up, I took his erection into my hands and rubbed up and down the smooth hard surface.

Cannon groaned but I was too busy enjoying touching him to stop. Leaning forward, I stuck my tongue out and licked the pre-come from the tip. Then I eased him into my mouth, tickling my tongue along the underside. While my mouth tasted his cock, I moved one of my hands to massage his balls. His hips jerked toward me and I smiled around his length. I alternated between sucking him deep into my mouth and licking all around his head while my hand continued kneading his balls.

After about three minutes, Cannon’s thighs began to shake and he speared his hands into my hair to gently tug me away from him. He grinned down at me. “I want to come in that sweet body of yours. So now it’s my turn.” He shoved me onto my back, crawling over me and pushing me up the bed as his body settled over mine. “But first I think I need to ease some of your tension.” He shot me a devious grin and I groaned.

Memories of his mouth and hands all over me flitted through my mind as he began to peel the clothes from my body.

“Can’t have just one of us naked. That’s not playing fair.” His hands found the hem of my top and he slowly tugged the shirt up. I leaned forward slightly to help him out as my body was craving his touch. Then he dipped his fingers into the sides of my pants, dragging them along with my panties down my legs. He tossed everything to the floor before rolling me over. “I don’t remember getting a taste of back here.” After moving my hair off to the side and baring my neck, his lips traced the skin he had revealed.

He pressed open mouthed kisses along my nape, eliciting delicious shivers.

“I love when you do that. It tells me I’m doing something right.”

“So right.” The words moaned out of me in more syllables than were normal. Slow sensual licks interspersed with tiny nips trailed along my nape and out along my shoulder and up to my ear. Transforming into a wriggling mass of want and need, I slipped my hands down and under my hips, needing some sort of relief from the mounting tension swirling in my belly.

But Cannon caught my hands before they reached my pussy. “I’ll be doing all of the touching down there. It’s all mine. You are just going to enjoy and get lost in the feeling.” He nipped at my ear as he brought my hands up and stretched them above my head, holding them captive in one of his strong ones.

“I can get lost in the feeling of my fingers helping out.” I whined into the mattress.

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