Page 50 of When He Fights
She cuddled closer.
His dick was nearly at a full salute.Yeah, problematic.“Sweetheart, I have to ditch the condom.”
She was limp on him.
Carefully, he lifted her up.She opened her eyes, blinked a bit blearily, and told him, “That was fantastic.”
Yes.
“Three times?”Sleepy.Satiated.“You are a man of your word.”
With her, always.
She sent him a slow, wide smile.“You were worth the wait.”
You were worth it, Ana.But he would never wait again.He’d had her.He’d have her again and again, and, this time, he would not give her up.He’d keep her.Kane pressed a soft kiss to her lips.“Be right back.”He eased her into a more comfortable position on the bed, nestling a pillow under her head and moving back to pull up the covers.But Kane paused.Frowned.
She stretched a little.Yawned.The stretch had made her gorgeous breasts move in the best possible way.
“What’s wrong?”Ana asked.
Holding the covers in his left hand, he reached out and touched the red marks he’d left on her inner thighs.Then rose to skim his fingertips over the redness on her breasts.“I marked you.”Hehatedthat.
Ana laughed sleepily.“I think it’s a little beard burn.Hazard of the situation.”She snuggled against the mattress.“No worries.”
But he had worries.He didn’t want to ever hurt her.“I’ll shave.”Right away.He carefully placed the covers over her and turned for the bathroom.
She threw out a hand and caught his wrist.“Don’t youdare.” Not so sleepy.
He blinked.
“Your beard is sexy as hell.And there are barely any marks on me.Forget it.”
He would forget nothing when it came to her.
Her gaze dropped and lingered on his cock.“You, um, you…weren’t satisfied?”
“Baby, I was definitely satisfied.I just want to go again.”He eased away from her and pulled off the condom.“And again and again.”
She bit her lower lip.“We weren’t just a one-time deal?A tonight-only situation?”
Now his jaw locked.Hell, no, they weren’t a one-time deal.
“Adrenaline.Fear.Fury.Danger.”She seemed to be clicking off a list.“When it all passes, we’ll go back to our normal lives.”
He didn’t know what normal was.“I’ll be right back.”Kane spun on his heel.Made it to the bathroom.Ditched the condom.He spared a glare for his reflection in the mirror.Oh, that beard would be leaving soon.He wasn’t going to give Ana a burn anywhere again.
Kane headed back to the bedroom.The lamp’s light still glowed.When he’d first entered the bedroom with Ana, the bedside lamp had already been turned on, and he’d appreciated the light.It had allowed him to perfectly see Ana’s gorgeous breasts.The sensual temptation between her beautiful legs.
As he approached the bed, he drank her in.She’d turned away from him, and his gaze lingered on her right shoulder.And the small, black, musical tattoo on that shoulder.A tattoo he hadn’t noticed until that moment.He reached out, and his fingers brushed over the dark mark.“This is new.”
She tensed at his touch, then rolled toward him.Ana held the covers over her breasts.Her eyes blinked at him.“Zuri and I got tattoos about six months ago.Music is in my blood.Only made sense that it should be on my body, too.”
You’re in my blood, Ana.I need you on my body.She had been, moments before, riding his cock like his hottest wet dream come to life.Hell, what would she do if he got her name tattooed on him?Probably freak the hell out.He should slow down.Not start trying to figure out where to get tatted for her.
“Music is a part of me.I wanted it toalwaysbe a part of me.”She darted her gaze over him.“You, um, going back to your room?”
“I hadn’t planned to do that.”But he bent to snag his discarded sweats and haul them on.As much as he wanted to drive deep into her and spend the rest of the night fucking her into oblivion, he was gonna try and be a gentleman.
