Page 22 of Desperate Temptations

“What about you?” she whispered, bewildered several minutes later.

He tilted his head to hear her better.

“What?” Cain asked as he struggled to regain his composure. His body screamed for him to take her. His male instinct was to make her his in the fiercest, most basic way. Letting her know without words that she belonged to him.

She tucked her head into his chest, embarrassed.

“You didn’t ... come.”

He grimaced, then smiled. “No, I didn’t, but I’m old enough to know I won’t come every time I’m with you. The fact that I brought you pleasure is all I need. For now.”

She peeked up at him and scowled at his smug smile.

“But that’s not fair. Let me touch you. I want to feel you, to make you feel as good as you made me feel.”

He grabbed her hand when she moved it slowly down his stomach, knowing where she was headed.

“Baby, no. The first time I come, I’ll be inside you, and you’ll be ready for me in every way.”

Jessa’s eyes dilated, and her breathing was silent for a moment.

“W-we could make love. I’m on the pill.”

Cain bent, pressed his lips against hers, and lightly bit her bottom lip.

“We’re not quite there yet. But know this, when I’m in you, I’m planning on staying there for a long time. Frankly, you are going to need more sleep and food to be able to take me on.”

“What has to happen before you think I’m ready?” she asked.

“What I mean by you being ready for me in every way is when you give yourself to me, it will be forever. Most importantly, we won’t have Drew’s ghost between us.”

Jessa lay there frozen, which confirmed to him that she wasn’t prepared for the next step. He kissed her one more time and hoisted himself up and off her.

“I’m going to take a shower; stay here and get more much-needed rest. I’ll make breakfast when I’m done.” He put up a hand when she moved to get up. “Don’t argue.” He leaned over, placed his hands on either side of her, and kissed her hard on her lips. “Let me take care of you right now.”

At the doorway to the hallway, he turned and smiled. She was adorable, peeking over the back of the sofa, looking confused, sleepy, and flushed from the pleasure he’d given her as she stared at him.

The moment he turned away from her, Cain’s smile slipped. He didn’t like the conflicted look stealing into her expression. He’d known he would have to deal with her guilt about letting him touch her. Maybe he’d pushed too fast that morning, using the fact she was tired, trying to strengthen their bond.

Her soft, luscious curves had molded to the hard, muscled planes of his body, making it nearly impossible not to want her under him, using intimacy to bind her to him and closer to thinking about a future with him.

Even though he would love and miss Drew for the rest of his life, he hoped Drew would finally be put to rest, and they could move on with their lives together.

Chapter Twenty

After filling her cup with more coffee, Cain sat down across from Jessa. He lifted his cup to his mouth, taking care not to burn his tongue. His gaze never wavered from her.

He would never get tired of looking at this woman. Jessa was one of those beautiful women, both inside and out. Her looks were a mix of exotic and girl-next-door. Her hair, sweet curves, and green eyes showed her Spanish ancestry, but her smile and the contours of her face were one hundred percent American girl. Her lips, Jesus, her full, luscious lips were pure Jessa. Just looking at her and those lips made his body react swiftly and with severe arousal that lasted hours.

She’d put her long hair up in a ponytail, and it made him want to pull it out because he loved her hair down. He imagined it spread across his pillow as he fucked her, or gripping it to hold her steady as he pushed his cock into her mouth or behind her when he drove his cock into her ass.

He had to stop. The images going through his head were making him painfully hard again, and he didn’t want to have to take another cold shower. The t-shirt and jeans she wore were casual, but she made them look good. She’d look good in anything.

“What are your plans for the day?” he asked.

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Jessa pushed the rest of the eggs around on her plate, and she was unable to meet his eyes. She felt a flush rise steadily, heating her face with embarrassment. She couldn’t believe she’d let him do that to her, how quickly it had gotten out of control. He knew exactly how to touch a woman, making her crazy with desire. He could’ve taken her, she was so far gone, and she would have given him anything he wanted.

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