Page 37 of Desperate Temptations

She was lying down, the covers tucked under her chin, when he came out. Her breath caught in her throat. He was naked except for a pink bath towel wrapped around his lean hips, barely covering him. He should have looked ridiculous, but somehow it only made him look more masculine. Her eyes ran over his powerful, well-muscled body. His broad, muscular shoulders slid into a rock-hard chest, down to a sculpted, well-defined abdomen, too-tight ass, and slim hips. Her heart seized when she noticed the large, menacing black gun in his hand.

“What’s that for?”

Cain looked at the gun and then back at her.

“I always have one near me.”

Her eyes looked huge in her face.

“I haven’t seen it.”

He stood by the bed, setting the gun down on the nightstand. He dropped the towel and slid into bed next to her.

“I don’t advertise I’m carrying. It’s just a part of me. I always have weapons on me. Is this going to bother you, or can you trust me to take care of you?”

Cain pulled the blanket down, removed it from her death grip, and tossed it to the bottom of the bed, making her sputter and try to grab for it. His hand started drawing her nightgown up. Her hands clutched it when it was under her breast. They played tug-of-war until Cain bent and took her mouth in a drugging kiss.

He waited patiently for her to loosen her grip before he pushed it up and over her head and then tore her panties off, despite her struggles.

He chuckled at the fierce look and grumbling words coming from her. To take her mind off his maneuver, he rested a warm hand on her breast, teasing her nipple with the tip of his finger.

“Answer me. Can you trust me?”

A flush stole up her cheeks as heat crept over her, and a ripple of lust surged through her. She contemplated his question for a minute, then nodded.

“I’ve never owned a gun before. I’ve never used one before.” A sense of strength came to her as she met his eyes. “I think if that’s going to be in my house, I need to learn how to use one.”

Cain was surprised and pleased.

“I think that’s a good idea. I’ll get you one, I think you could handle, and then I’ll teach you how to use it.” He slid a hard hand down her soft abdomen before gliding back up to curve around her breast. “We’ll spend a lot of time practicing so you will feel more confident and less nervous around them. How does that sound?”

Jessa didn’t understand everything he was saying. Cain’s touch was taking away her ability to focus. His hand slid down her stomach curling over and cupping her drenched cunt. She could only concentrate on the sparks of heat darting through her body and the breath repeatedly catching in her throat.

Her dazed gaze rose and finally focused on him when he stopped caressing her.

Cain’s voice softened with quiet emphasis. “I’m sorry you thought I didn’t want to be here. That was the farthest thing from my mind. In fact, you need to come to terms with the fact that you’re stuck with me forever, if I have my way. I know it’s a little early to talk forever, but I want you to know my intentions. I want to be your husband and make a family with you, Sweetheart. I can’t see my life without you in it.”

A flash of anguish rose in her before she vanquished it. She didn’t want him to ask any questions. “It’s too early to talk about forever, but I can tell you, the more I get to know you, the more I see a future with you, too.”

She felt a calm settle inside her at that moment and knew she was making the right decision.

He started touching her, and her whole world condensed to the way he was making her feel. The pleasure he gave her was unlike anything she’d ever felt before. She felt like she’d shatter into a million pieces when he finally worked his cock into her.

It didn’t take long before coils of passion tightened deep inside her, sending her flying. She moaned and arched toward him. Distantly, she heard a sharp cry and knew vaguely it was her. Only when she started coming down did she hear his caring and encouragement. She relaxed into the pillow, holding him while he found his pleasure.

Cain gathered her closer, enfolding her tightly against him as he continued to thrust as far into her cunt as he could go. A groan burst from him as his body stiffened.

His weight finally settled on her, making it a little hard to breathe, but not enough to want him to move. Jessa loved the feeling of being surrounded by this man.

Jessa felt him carefully pulling out of her, easing himself to the side, and then gathering her snugly against him.

She listened to his heart as it calmed, shivering as his hand ran slowly up and down her back, while her fingers skimmed through the patch of hair on his chest.

Chapter Thirty-Five

Cain groaned, bent, and took her mouth in a kiss so possessively he hoped she felt it in her bones. When he felt his control slipping, he reluctantly raised his head, loving the stunned look in her eyes and the red puffiness of her lips. They had to talk about what he’d found out earlier, but he couldn’t bring himself to burst the bubble of passion they were in. He’d tell her. Later. That moment was about them and the bonding he needed to happen.

Cain’s hands touched every part of her body. He couldn’t ever see himself not enthralled with her. She was everything he’d ever wanted in a woman.

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