Page 27 of Wanted
“Dani?” He prodded her clit with his tongue.
“Yes!” she cried.
He pushed his face hard against her and gave her what she needed. Her body heaved, and the climax held her in its grip for a long time before letting her go. When it did, she went limp in his arms. His own body was surging, but he lowered her gently to the mattress before reaching for his zipper.
Danielle was vaguely aware of Reno leaving the bed. She heard something hit the floor and, groggily, looked over to him. He was stripping in the harsh light of the room.
She looked at him unabashedly. He was all muscle. Dark hair covered his chest, and her nipples tingled in anticipation. The same dark hair circled the base of his cock. He was aroused to near the bursting point. When he walked toward the bed, she wrapped her fingers around the headboard.
“It’s been a long time for me,” she said.
“Me too.” He crawled onto the bed and positioned himself between her thighs. Her heart thudded against her ribs when she felt the broad head of his cock find her opening. He didn’t draw it out. He thrust into her, joining them deeply.
“Ah, ah,” Dani panted. His weight was heavy, and she felt every thick inch of him. Still, she felt nothing but pleasure when he began to move.
He rocked back and forth, letting her adjust. Leaning forward, he spread her legs wider, and the rough hairs on his chest scratched at her sensitive nipples. She groaned with delight.
He started with slow, deliberate thrusts, but soon, his needs had him plunging harder and faster. Beads of sweat popped up on his forehead, and her fingers turned white around the headboard.
“Why did we fight this for so long?” he said on a rough breath.
The bed rocked with their motions, and the handcuffs jingled. Dani wrapped her legs around him, and her cries blended with his curses. It had all led up to this. It had been inevitable. They’d been drawn to each other from the very beginning.
She couldn’t let herself think of where it might end.
Suddenly, he crested. Mindless with pleasure, she followed close behind.
Afterward, their skin clung, and they both struggled to catch their breaths. Dani waited for her heart rate to slow. Finally, Reno lifted his head from her shoulder. He smoothed her hair away from her face and looked down at her. “Okay?”
She nodded because her throat was clenched too tightly for her to speak. Why did it have to be this way with him? Why did it have to be Reno? She saw his lips begin to move toward hers, and she managed to say, “Don’t.”
If he kissed her, she’d fall totally, irrevocably in love with him—and then it would be over for her.
His jaw tightened when she resisted, but he kissed her forehead instead. Suddenly, he seemed to remember her bindings. He leveraged himself up, and she felt his softened cock twitch inside her.
“I think we can take these off now,” he said as he ran his hands up to her wrists.
She flinched when he started to pull out of her. He moved more slowly, watching her face every second. It was as intimate as when he’d joined them together.
He bent down to retrieve his jeans. He pulled out his keys and shook his head when he saw her expression. “Don’t get too excited. You’re not going anywhere.”
Her heart sank as he unlocked the handcuffs. She pulled her hands down from over her head, but he caught one. He ran his thumb over the bruise that was already forming, and a frown pulled at his brow. He quickly removed the other cuff and checked it out too.
“Damn,” he said. He kissed the inside her of wrist gently. “Next time we use padded cuffs.”
Next time?
Danielle watched anxiously as he strode naked toward the door to the room. She couldn’t read what was going on inside his head. What were his plans now? Was he going to call it in?
He’d said they’d touch and then think, but her head was more scrambled now than ever.
She’d made a mistake. She’d made herself even more vulnerable to him. When the light went out, she got even more skittish. He moved to the bathroom next, and soon, all that was left on was the bedside lamp. Was he getting ready to leave? “Please don’t turn me in, Reno,” she blurted.
He looked at her sharply and then sighed. “Don’t worry about that. We’ll work it out tomorrow.”
But how? How did he plan to work things out?
“Let’s just enjoy tonight,” he said. “Come on, stand up. Let’s get you more comfortable.”
