Page 19 of Black Bay Protector
Paige looked over at her companion. He was a dangerous man – she’d seen what he was capable of firsthand – and yet, she trusted him completely. He could have left her behind, left her to fend for herself. He hadn’t. Instead, he’d protected her. Jace wouldn’t let her down. That knowledge went bone deep. And the way she already felt about him… to have known him such a short time seemed impossible.
“Shower,” she blurted and then cleared her throat. “Shower first. Then food.” She shot him a teasing smile. “I think the other diners would appreciate that too.”
Jace let out a bark of laughter and as her eyes caught on his elongated canines, she couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to kiss him. She licked her lips, really wanting to find out.
“Shower it is.”
In short order, Jace got them checked in. The room was pretty standard for this sort of place. Two double beds with floral spreads, a small table with two chairs, a dresser with a television, and a bathroom. Nothing fancy, but after spending so much time in the van, sleeping in her seat with her head at an awkward angle, this felt like luxury. Paige sprawled on the bed with a sigh.
“You go ahead and shower,” Jace said, as he tossed his duffle on the other bed. “You can borrow whatever you want for clothes. I’ll stand guard.”
Stand guard. That’s right. This wasn’t some romantic weekend trip between lovers no matter how much she wished it were. They were on the run, being hunted by people who planned to shoot first and ask questions never.
Reluctantly pushing herself up off the bed at the reminder, she grabbed some clothes out of the duffel and headed into the bathroom.
While the tiny bottles of shampoo and conditioner the motel supplied left something to be desired, the water pressure was glorious, pounding down on her aching muscles while the steam from the hot water had her sighing with bliss. Paige would have liked to have lingered, but her growling stomach wouldn’t let her. Not to mention she’d bet Jace was looking forward to getting clean as well.
Quickly toweling off, she pulled on a pair of Jace’s boxers briefs and couldn’t help but grin. For some reason, she found wearing his underwear hilarious. Maybe the stress had made her loopy. Whatever. She was also using his deodorant which smelled like a pine tree. His socks were far too big for her feet and would bunch in her shoes but his t-shirt, which practically swallowed her, was all sorts of comfy. Dragging on her own jeans since Jace’s would fall off without a belt, she ran a comb through her hair and brushed her teeth with one of the disposable brushes the motel supplied.
Finally finished, she looked at herself in the mirror. It was truly amazing what being clean could do for a body. Their circumstances hadn’t changed, they were still in danger, her future was still a question mark, her brother was a mystery yet to be solved, and somehow, she still felt a hundred times better.
“Your turn,” Paige announced as she opened the door.
Jace was standing at the window, gun in hand as he watched the parking lot from a slit in the drawn curtains.
With a nod, he approached. When he drew abreast of her, he sniffed and Paige heard, a low, rumbling growl. “You smell like me,” he pointed out. “I like it.”
The look in those bright yellow eyes was so hot, so possessive that it made her toes curl as a shiver raced down her spine.
Was it hot in here?
“I’ll be quick,” he told her.
Paige could only nod dumbly, her mouth too dry to speak. The things she wanted to do to him… Better yet, the things she wanted him to do to her… Her imagination went wild, the images in her head so vivid, primal, and uninhibited that her core throbbed in anticipation.
Yeah, it was super hot in here. And holy hell, he left the bathroom door open. Paige gawked as his shirt was pulled over his head, and she watched in breathless fascination as the muscles in his back moved under all that yummy golden skin she wanted to lick. His boots were next, and then, down came both his pants and his underwear at the same time giving her a glorious, uninterrupted view of his muscular ass.Sweet, merciful heaven.She’d never been so turned on in her life.Turn around, she thought as she bit her bottom lip.Turn around…
When he didn’t, her eyes went to the mirror, only to see that he was watching her watching him in the reflection. Her cheeks flamed with embarrassment at being caught.
With a knowing smile, Jace stepped into the shower and the water turned on.
That’s when her gaze snagged on the gun sitting on the edge of the sink, close at hand… because they were in danger. A sudden determination filled her and made her bold. There was a real and deadly threat looming over them and she wouldnotbe embarrassed by wanting Jace. These may be the last hours she had left and she wasn’t going to waste them. She’d have what she wanted and make no apology.
Pulling off her clothes, she walked into the bathroom.
Jace’s cock was so hard right now it felt like an iron rod jutting out from his hips. The way Paige had looked at him, the combination of heat and arousal in her eyes… Sliding his hand down his belly, he fisted his shaft as the hot water rained down over him. He imagined it was her hand stroking him and had to bite back a snarl of pleasure.
And then, as if he’d called out to her, she was suddenly there, gloriously naked and stepping into the shower with him.
She reached for him, her hands sliding up on either side of his face to pull his head down to hers. Jace let out a quiet hiss of surprise. His arms gathered her close, lifted her off her feet, and they were kissing. Hot, open mouth, and greedy with need. The taste of her was intoxicating, making his head spin. But the feel of her was even better. Her skin was satin smooth and slick with water, sliding against his as they pressed closer. Her nipples were hard little points that teased him, and when she wrapped her legs around his hips, the heaven between her legs was slippery with wetness that had nothing to do with the water. With a moan, she moved her hips, her open core sliding against the underside of his throbbing cock that was trapped between them, torturing him with the promise of the most exquisite pleasure.
He wanted to plunge into her depths, feel her inner muscles squeezing around him, gripping him as she came for him. He cautioned himself to slow down. Draw it out. Make it last. There were so many things he wanted to do to her. Do with her. In the short time he’d known her, he’d imagined this moment at least a hundred times in a hundred different ways. He wouldn’t spoil it by rushing to the finish line.
Lifting her higher in his arms, he sucked the stiff peak of a nipple into his mouth and heard her sharply indrawn breath as she gripped his head and held on tight. Her heels dug into his ass, and her hips rocked against his belly, grinding as he suckled, drawing cries of pleasure from her lips.
“Please.”
The word sounded torn out of her and Jace closed his eyes tightly to maintain a shred of control. He wanted this woman so badly, and he knew being inside of her would be glorious, but he needed to make it good for her. He needed her to want him so badly that she’d never want to leave…
