Page 54 of Firedrake Betrayal
There’s something about touch that I will never get enough of. The connection. I was so hungry for touch that I snatched it up eagerly. Now I know better. Not just anyone’s touch.
Shep’s.
He breaks the kiss, his eyes luminous gold as he peers down at me. “You’re smiling.”
I hadn’t realized I was. “Because of you. I missed you too, and I didn’t realize how much until you were gone.”
He smiles back, his large hand framing my face. “You make me want.”
“Want what?”
“Your touch, your smile, your kiss. Everything.”
His next kiss is sweeter, and he slides me even closer to him until I’m on the very edge of the counter. I moan as the tip of his cock touches my pussy.
He swallows my moan as he slowly lays me down on the counter, breaking the kiss when my spine hugs the cool marble. There’s a question in his eyes. “Jade?”
I smile, lifting a finger to trace the outline of his lips. “Yes.”
He drags me toward him.
My eyes slam shut as my hips lift off the counter and he slowly impales me. His breath is loud, a groan that vibrates along my body. Such a sweet stretch means staying quiet is impossible.
I push against him, wanting him deeper. He grunts, growls, and slams into me.
We come together with a loud slap of sweat-dampened skin.
I cry out. Shep’s lips crash onto mine, silencing my next gasp as he rolls his hips, finding a hard rhythm that compels me to lock my ankles around him and rock back.
Our pace isn’t as fast as I thought it would be.
But it’s desperate, and it’s over far too soon.
I fall first, my release crashing over me between one of Shep’s driving thrusts. He follows a beat later, filling me with a delicious heat that makes me sigh and cling to him.
As Shep drapes himself over me, my eyes snap open, sensing we’re no longer alone.
I catch a faint movement just outside the kitchen doorway, and push on Shep’s chest. “Shep.”
He lifts the top half of his body from me, his eyes half-lidded, satisfied and as sexy as his rumpled hair. “Jade?”
I peer over his shoulder. Nothing is there. No movement in the shadows, no awareness that someone was there. Watching. “I thought I saw someone.”
He throws a quick glance over his shoulder and his nostrils flare. But he doesn’t seem concerned. He straightens. “Let me take you to bed.”
“Okay.” Aware anyone could come down at any moment, I don’t ask him if he smelled whoever it was. I just want to get up off this counter and pull my shirt down over my naked body.
Shep doesn’t let me stand. He pauses long enough to tug his shorts up over his hips and pick up my panties from the floor before he carries me right up to his room and onto his bed.
I fall asleep in his arms, his hand stroking up and down my back, skin to skin. Just like we did back in Chicago. I don’t know what this feeling is, whether it’s love, or if it’s even possible to fall in love so fast.
Whatever it is, if it isn’t love yet, I think it might be very soon.
I hope so.
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DOMINIK
